Luyện nghe bài hát Used To Know (Remix)

I guess that I don't that though
Now you're just somebody I used to know
Go on 'er, I don't need 'er
Kickin' back in my 2
I'm through with ya, I don't
Nothin' you, amnesia
I moved on,
Pop your bottles, make the
B-Both pockets, up
Nothin' but dead
You thought that I was gonna you
Tried to but I played you
V, D&G
Look at your wheat I made you
I'm hearted, no feelings
My McLaren got no
Fast life, down
I'm made of fire, wheelin'
Panamera, new
Paint job,
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
Through ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my 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 that
Now you're somebody that I used to know

Go on take 'er, I don't 'er
back in my 2 seater
I'm through with ya, I don't
'bout you, amnesia
I on, adios
Pop your bottles, make the
pockets, filled up
Nothin' but dead
You thought I was gonna save 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
Fast life, care
I'm made of fire, three
Panamera, new
Paint job,
Two hoes, half
Two mo',
with ya, now kick rocks
S1's in my top
10 for this wrist watch
It's over bad, straight

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 number
I guess that I don't need that
Now you're just somebody that I to know

Money money man
I got DC's,
On both feet, Kai
Livin' life, up
lanes for 100 meters
You rumors, tellin' lies
But bullshit, I'm too fly
My heart cold, I don't
Nothin' in it,
You can 'er, I cut 'er off
She know how to treat a boss
I move pounds Boston George
Get high I record
Marc on my face
Gator heads on my
Makin' more,
I bought the truck for leg space
in on everything
Head first, for it
You games, changin' numbers
And I got time for it
Drop the top, I need room
Flat screens in my
I got a red hoe with weave
With Money Man on her

But you didn't to cut me off
out like it never 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 friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that
Now you're just that I used to know

Ai-ain't in love with him, blood
his pockets, then burn rubba
You can look, let him touch it
about it all day - Mothafucka
Run over niggas, road
room to breathe like fishy gills
Get 'em new, once they
Give away, goodwill
High heels,
Got that ass in 3D
The kill everything's 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 anything for a
but my ice clean
And my feels, bon appetite
Devious, too
Future cost, thang
20 K in my
38 in my Vera

Consider this Empire thing as a threat