Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to
Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm through ya, I don't remember
Nothin' 'bout you,
I moved on,
Pop your bottles, the toast
B-Both pockets, up
Nothin' but dead
You thought that I was gonna you
Tried to play but I you
V, D&G
Look at your which I made you
I'm hearted, no feelings
My got no ceiling
life, care down
I'm made of fire, wheelin'
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through with ya, now kick
in my pick top
10 for this wrist watch
It's bad, straight drop

the fuck?
Heyo Whoo Kid, run shit back
God

I guess that I don't need that
Now just somebody that I used to know

Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm through with ya, I remember
Nothin' 'bout you,
I moved on,
Pop bottles, make the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but folks
You that I was gonna save you
Tried to play but I you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat which I you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
Fast life, care
I'm made of fire, three
Panamera, new
job, Caucasian
Two hoes, Asian
Two mo',
Through with ya, now rocks
S1's in my top
10 for this wrist watch
It's over bad, straight

But you didn't to cut me off
out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that so rough
No you didn't have to so low
Have your friends collect your records and change your number
I guess that I don't need that
Now just somebody that I used to know

Money money man
I got DC's,
On both feet, Kai
Livin' life, up
Steal lanes for 100
You rumors, tellin' lies
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My heart cold, I don't
in it, p-paralyzed
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She a'int know how to treat a
I pounds like Boston George
Get high I record
Marc on my face
Gator on my waist
Makin' more,
I bought the truck for that leg
in on everything
Head first, for it
You games, changin' numbers
And I got time for it
Drop the top, I head room
Flat in my bathroom
I got a red hoe long weave
With Man on her tattoos

But you have to cut me off
Make out like it never and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so
No you didn't have to so low
Have your friends collect your records and change your number
I guess that I don't need though
Now you're just that I used to know

Ai-ain't in love with him, blood
Bleed his pockets, burn rubba
You can look, let him touch it
Think about it all day -
Run over niggas, kill
Need room to like fishy gills
Get 'em new, they used
them away, goodwill
High heels,
Got ass movin' in 3D
The riding kill so Breezy
Gotta him for me like Rhi Rhi
frost, heart cold
Thawed out, heart
Convicts, toes
Beauty and the beast, love hoes
That shit, I like it
Do for a Klondike
Ice-cream but my ice
And my cake feels, bon
Devious, too
Future cost, whole
20 K in my
38 in my Wang

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