Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Find Out (Remix)

This a Tennesse, Alabama, Atlanta connection

Let me find out these still hating on the low
And their whole savings I get paid for a show
Their re-up, my walk-through
My sneakers, there house note
I need a whole thang of Keisha just to talk to 'em
Small town, big money, baby I make moves
They say Doe B lane is like T-Pain without the
Bring out the Apollo
sandman these niggas
Give you 2 thumbs
Boy, swag ain't official
Let me find out them Guccis
Let me find out them fake
Let me find out baby mama is a man-eater, she ate my children
Let me find out you fake and I come through like, "Aye buddy
You 25, started trapping?"
Let me find out you straight
Taylor Gang, straight
Gang what it is, pimping?
Got so white friends I bring back Tommy Hilfiger
A-T-L, let me out
Ten', let me find out
M.I.A., N-Y-C, Texas, Cali,

Let me out
Let me out
let me find out
Let me find, out

Let me out
Let me out
Nigga let me out
Let me find, out

Let me out & I'm ridin' out
Got 4 no 9's out
I'm recent, you're out
I'm playin' it, you fouled out
You got a foul mouth, get 2 shots
Nigga and one with my
Nigga talk dough but that's something
You never had your hands on
Got folk in Alabama, they still me Arm & Hammer
See I do it for the
Gutter, not just to get the
Hey who that nigga from say he got a lot of drugs?
Say you
For a plug, you looking at the plug
I'mma, real nigga
You want ho, better come get her
We don't want your man
We just have fun with her
Okay let me find out you channeled it
Ridin' town just saving hoes
Nigga she ain't all yours, we shared the
But let me out
She your baby though

Let me out
Let me out
let me find out
Let me out
Let me out (Let me find out, let me find out)
Let me out
Nigga let me out (Let me find out, let me find out)
Bitch let me out

Let me find out, Juicy J's girl's favorite rapper
I'mma fuck her all night and give her back after
I ain't cuffing these hoes like shackles
For the green & the cheese like a Bay packer
Trippy Man, fuck you pay me, I come play Tom Brady
Kush is my medication, presidential like Ronald Reagan
Pussy niggas need to stop my flow sick like cancer patients
Rolex and a new Bugatti, yes bitch I'm ice
My last bitch must've been a chauffeur, she me crazy
No key, that space age, my ignition, I done it
Juicy J, trippy ho, Taylor Gang that's trippy ho
Smoking on Christmas tree my belt buckle like mistletoe
Who stands your wife?
She just spent the
With my dick in her mouth & my in her hand
Like the bitch was dice
Juicy J, I got long
I got song money
Bitch pour Patron for me
I rock shows, boy I'm money

Let me find out (lemme find out you isn't who you say you is)
Let me find out (haha you niggas man)
Nigga let me out
(Lemme out you sold your soul for them joint nigga)
Let me find, out
Bitch let me find out (let me find out let me out)
Let me out
Ya'll might not let me find out
Nigga let me find out (let me out let me find out)
Bitch let me out (Ya'll niggas might not let me find out)