Luyện nghe bài hát Wassup

Yeahh.
Some old shit.
uhhhh, you be at the lunch table
Ha ha ha.
This that here.

Uh
I put my on
Now we in the game but I memba when I ain't have no-one to lean on
I learned to my own
And sing the skys the limit, a hundred dollar bill and make a paper plane.
And try to make a
And when ya done giving ya all you give ya
You got what it
I the world my song
lovin it
You tell me nothin cause my whole clique stuntin
Boy

Yeahhhhhh

So ya goin, ya lifes on a road
From the to the plane and ya names in the light show.
You your way back home, away from all the pressure and a women tryin to stress you
a new one
You've reached a new
They got you at tomorrow like a new stay
And not a new day
To some it may seem
But it, cause I'm good weed puffin and my whole team stuntin
Boy

[x4]

And I hop up out the bed
Grab my
Put some kush in the
one up
When you live the star
Gotta go hard so you all night, sleep when the sun come up

[x2]

Hahaha.