Luyện nghe bài hát Low Key

in the whip rolling up, I give a fuck
Roll my hood, say what's up, they know I'm coming up
hating all around me,
I keep the 40
Any problems with you niggas just hit them killers up
We're chillin' bruh, yeah these hoes are us
You niggas got a shitty swag, that's why them bitches with us
All black everything, clothes and my too
chili
with a chipped
I could pull these hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' that Patron, blowing weed I'm woozy
in the club who I don't fuck with trying to dap me up
Who is
Oh, doing what?
Oh, what's up
up out my face though
Ace by the load
Just me and my Pootie Tang and
38
Chillin' up in VIP, now on the balcony
I hold my own, I depend on no one to look out for me
Maintain, switch a couple lanes while I blow this
When I by, hope that ain't nobody notice me
Low key nigga, yeah I'm livin' good
Low key nigga from the and crazy hood
Bitch you know what it is,
coppin' whips, cribs
Young Cash baby came twenty sixth
Extra good how we live, we ain't no more L's
Shoutout to my
bread in jail
eat
, gotta be the nigga the paper
And brand new J's, fresh as hell,
I lookin' for no favors
I get mine like a G, I pay the whole fee
Ain't no haggling or trying to make a bargain me
Got that 650 IR black sittin'
Was a broke nigga, now I get this like I should
Got my ridin' Mercedez,
her money for the bills
About to cop whip, I ain't got no record deal
My Cudder,
he copped a house up in them hills
Stacks on deck, now I'm trying to get mills
For the glory, and I it all at one time
This is shit, there wasn't no corny punch lines