Luyện nghe bài hát Low Key

in the whip up, I don't give a fuck
Roll through my hood, say what's up, they I'm coming up
Niggas all around me,
I keep the 40
Any problems with you niggas I'll hit them killers up
We're chillin' bruh, yeah these are feelin' us
You got a shitty swag, that's why them bitches here with us
All black everything, clothes and my too
chili
with a tooth
I could still pull hoes and they would choose me
Sippin' that Patron, blowing until I'm woozy
Niggas in the club who I don't fuck with to dap me up
Who is
Oh, you're doing
Oh, what's up
up out my face though
Ace by the case
Just me and my Pootie Tang and
38
Chillin' up in VIP, now on the balcony
I hold my own, I don't on no one to look out for me
Maintain, a couple lanes while I blow this tree
When I ride by, hope that ain't nobody me
Low key nigga, yeah I'm livin' good
Low key nigga the wild and crazy hood
Bitch you know just it is,
whips, coppin' cribs
Young Cash baby came twenty sixth
Extra good how we live, we takin' no more L's
to my nigga?
gettin' bread in
eat
, gotta be the nigga the paper
And them brand new J's, as hell,
I ain't for no favors
I get like a G, bitch I pay the whole fee
Ain't no haggling or trying to make a bargain me
Got that 650 IR sittin' good
Was a nigga, now I get this money like I should
Got my ridin' Mercedez,
send her 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 to get these mills
For the glory, and I it all at one time
This is real shit, there no corny punch lines