Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker water, right
Fuck bitches, all alike
up nigga, not the falling type
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it the Lord did bless you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you is special Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to their behavior though
Thought you was a ass bitch
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a song "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
That's I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and their gassed
Even my momma asked I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on
I'll make that nobody miss him
Now pack up your shit, you believe in me
I need you, I got me, bitch
Same moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree,
Two gold plaques, I all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z,
And after all that
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' me? I ought to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the blows
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas lookin'
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck shit, he that
He black, he don't blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that
Fuck that bitch he with, talking shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
Menages the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, inside of it
it I'd deny the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just sick, the doc prescribed my shit
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I God forgive you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the and after all of the whistle blows
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like deja vu

All this album of the year talk, niggas they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and cuban's poking my chest out
keep calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and etched out
I been known to blow a quarter on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin'
Bezel on it like a circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 day 1, I sold dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from and it's so dope I made from it
No lie, know Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we baby like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's out, TKO, la!