Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Way (Intro)

3 way
3 way
3 way

3 way
Quavo!

I'm to the stacks
Still big straps
Phone tap running laps the map hot trap
50,000 on
Plug got that powder
These out here sour
80k for an hour
Should of for the Dolphins
Should of for the Saints
Nigga saying it's a
Takeoff having pints
Still playing that oil
playing with that dope
Might me on the nawf
chopping it up with Bo
I got bitches out in
Having bitches out in
New bitch hit my phone said she give me dome
dope by Georgia dome
High no diploma
Remember days on the
Now I'm quarterback a
Better watch your approach when you up on the Chos
Yeah my having sticks
Mama didn't a bitch
Now your bitch always my phone for motherfucking snow
Today I just met the plug put him in the four
Old Quavo might pull up and just kick a door nigga
Free my nigga got 5 to the dope nigga
my nigga Kobe got 15 to the net
Now I got some hired with the coolants on the TECs
I don't mean no disrespect but I came for the
free'd the savage Set
Concerts in
Put her on the
Young hitting them licks
No 3
Independent signed for

(huh-huh) off the porch
(huh-huh) up the fork
(huh-huh) with the torch
(huh) We did this shit from the
(huh) Niggas be thinking I'm acting
I'm with the I don't give a fuck
Slaughter your daughter get passed to my partner we her then call up an Uber truck
it up (fuck it up)
it up (fuck it up)
Getting that pot do an
Get in pussy like cootie cutters
Get you money then live it up
Pull out that he start hiccing up
You see the ski start up
on the stage and pipe it up
Fucking your hoe while you her up
I got the like Mighty Duck
on the curb in the Bentley truck
Fuck what you we pulling up
Your face on the nigga pick it up
No (huh-huh)
No (huh-huh)
No (nah)
I'm my own paper
I get your and slay her
I'm the president I'm not the
Diamonds got my body cold I got em' four layers
I need a bitch that like Drea
bricks off in the mail
Nudie
Ice creams Pharrell
I'm a

Came in the
Knock at the
answered had to do a kick door
My niggas on the same shit
Had to em' what that bando was for
I that we not from Atlanta nigga what you think them two fingers and thumb for
And they been hating on me since I was a lil' boy tell me I don't know
It's been a road
I put in work but no code
Pen on paper kinko
Never back and won't sell my soul
niggas never fold
Say you a but you told
It's hot it ain't cold
seen the draco and froze
Nigga acting bold I'm a fuck around and wipe the nigga nose
Strip a out his clothes
like it then pay what you owe
Bigger end at the shows
Spanish for
I got the Act in the bag now
But I won't send you a
Dope dressed up in it look like the pope
And get smoked from the gas bags it'll you choke
If you pour up, smoke or coke
That float your boat
No Label [?]
Come the goats
(Takeoff!)