Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't that though
Now you're just that I used to know
Go on take 'er, I need 'er
Kickin' back in my 2
I'm with ya, I don't remember
Nothin' 'bout you,
I on, adios
Pop your bottles, the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but dead
You thought that I was gonna you
Tried to play but I you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat I made you
I'm cold hearted, no
My McLaren got no
life, care down
I'm made of fire, three
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 over bad, drop

the fuck?
Heyo Whoo Kid, run that back
God

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

Go on take 'er, I don't 'er
Kickin' in my 2 seater
I'm through with ya, I don't
'bout you, amnesia
I on, adios
Pop bottles, make the toast
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but folks
You that I was gonna save you
Tried to but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat 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 ya, now kick rocks
in my pick top
10 bricks for wrist watch
It's over bad, drop

But you have to cut me off
Make out like it happened and that we were nothing
And I even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and feels so rough
No you have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and change your number
I guess that I don't need that
Now you're just somebody I used to know

Money money man
I got DC's,
On both feet, Kai
life, screwed up
Steal for 100 meters
You spreadin' rumors, lies
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My heart cold, I don't
Nothin' in it,
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She a'int how to treat a boss
I move pounds like George
Get high I record
Marc on my face
heads on my waist
Makin' more,
I the truck for that leg space
Goin' in on
first, divin' for it
You playin' games, changin'
And I got time for it
Drop the top, I head room
screens in my bathroom
I got a red hoe long weave
Money Man on her tattoos

But you have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were
And I don't even need your
But you treat me like a stranger and that so rough
No you didn't to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your
I guess I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to

Ai-ain't in love with him, sucka
his pockets, then burn rubba
You can look, let him touch it
Think it all day - Mothafucka
Run over niggas, kill
Need room to breathe fishy gills
Get 'em new, once they
Give them away,
heels, GG's
Got that ass in 3D
The riding kill so Breezy
fight him for me like Rhi Rhi
Black frost, heart
Thawed out, heart
Convicts, tagged
Beauty and the beast, don't hoes
That shit, I don't it
Do for a Klondike
but my ice clean
And my feels, bon appetite
Devious, too
Future cost, whole
20 K in my
38 in my Vera

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