Luyện nghe bài hát Shoulda Known

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You can let it out
You can let it out
You can let it out,
known, shoulda known
Shoulda known, known

1]
Bino, I'm so for real-o, green I'm Cee Lo
Hangin' out with Kilo... Kish, on that keisha
I'ma need that
I'm on everything that I'm touching man
I'm bussin' two white Russians drinking
But it ain't nothing yo
It's East side if you tell, North Decatur and Glendale
So f*ck y'all, all y'all, if y'all like me... good
Put that on my man, I wish a n*gga would
I say we ain't man I hope that's understood
I'm in my zone though, round with that 4-0
Eating my mamas salmon but skipping on the
Girl said that she the follow, tweet her and she'll do any
Man, I'm to stay off, readin' em makes me angry
On the on the tour bus, recording the two of us
Stacks at the store, man this ballin' is new to us
to make amends, bailing on all my friends
N*gga went to the clubs and a to Gucci instead
Man I'm feelin' right, my n*gga Fam "don't stop"
And my crew is always faded on some lowtop
Stopped drinking for the most
My vices all our pictures on my laptop
Screaming at me saying "I ain't you really want"
Christina's baby all I make is Milians
We got the shows, we got the paper, but I want
So tell haters we ain't quitting yet
Let 'em

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One love, the that hasn't changed
My parents lost job, it's so cold in the A
Now that I'm 1%, I send of it home
I want to but she need to pay off her student loans
And saying, "Get it while you hitting man
We them harder beats, that 808 you slipping man"
Dude is so stupid popping they hand me
On that parking lot pimping and politicking in
In that home of the D where they sell that batter
Heard a in the back, came from all the fake rappers
That I on, sh*tted on
on, sh*tted on
Rap soul, dude, let the mic blaze
'em A-Town, East Side, all day
I put it on, I put it on
I put it on, I put it on
Life is IMAX, film is at a climax
I ain't started, Was it stupid I departed?
Man, probably, but now we do the we always wanted
I'm proud of me, cause I am undoubtedly a force to be reckoned
somebody cum laude me
Graduated, the hatred and doubted me
Not a prodigy, just a worker from the Dean's List
But most these rappers doin' so-so a seamstress