Luyện nghe bài hát Tempo

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All the way up, way up, way up, way up
All the way up
All the way up
All the way up
All the way up, way up, way up, way up
All the way up
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All the way up
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All the way...

Jiggy the kid with his own style
Chilling in the city, we simmer down
Coming from the Grammy's, a semi-smile
Cause we done had more fun serving people in the
Let the window
Go and let the beat
Squad is in the
Smash your windows, I call it Steve
We ride, we
boy
I'ma go Bobby in the city
Handing out that living boy

I hit my rhythm, boy
is not your tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm, boy
is not your tempo, boy

HGA is boy
Free, he with me
Draw a crowd, no boy
They got to play it safe, I think they conned him
I love God, do what I
Gotta deal with it, wheels and I still live it
Never chill with it, still in the field with it
Put the real in it, no it
But to Him winning, never with it
kill with it, but to kill with it
You could still get it, I could still
In the field, here to
Then there's in the with us
Really no fear in us
ain't no fear in us
You wanna get with us

Way up, way up, way up, way up, way up
All the way up, way up, way up, way up
I am as free as my
Cut it or it, forget it
I'ma do what been called to do, not what's expected
for the record
Just for the record I

I hit my rhythm, boy
This is not tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm, boy
But is not your tempo
This is not your tempo, this is not tempo
nobody own us, don't nobody own us
Don't nobody own us, don't own us

Pull up to the meeting with ripped jeans and
The new is what you seeing, homie
We can go toe to toe any so-and-so
So we pen game and we just balling dawg, aight?
Explicit as ever, vicious as
Christian and clever, diss it dismiss it is just better
Vision is
high art
But high art can't revive
do this God talk
Don't a pity party, my people pity your party
The party I'm a part of partials of pardons
Can't pick apart any part of the pick don't want no with it
I played a artist, now pardon, I brought my in
I think I know we revealing
Life is over,
shell cracked
I holdin my never said that
We got bigger to fry, know when to scale back

I hit my rhythm, boy
You match my tempo, boy
I hit my rhythm
And you can't but fear love

Think I it, I think I found it
I,
I think I my rhythm, boy
Think I found it, I think I it
Not one does He see
When I placed all my on Him
He washed all from me