Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

Know what I'm saying, what I'm saying
what I'm saying

Heard talkin' shit 'bout I
Who win an why
I'm alive, just took one to (yeah)
Keep that vibe when we up and collide
Me and the guys move like the F-O-I
In the Hills but still keep them ties (Hills)
Was talkin' but she thinkin' Ocean Prime
Know she keep an open mouth and mind
I don't open up her door, she mine
I need less and I need more ties, yes (skrr, skrr)
We on the jet quest, with the drop, yes (skrr, skrr)
In the headrest the 25, yes (skrr, skrr)
Ain't seen the yet, open up your eyes, yeah

One, two, three, four, five, the countdown 'til I slide (slide)
and rinds, how I grew up on my side
Ain't no just a hundred acres wide
When shit get tense, we up and we get fried

I picked my favorite I done pay her rent (cash, cash)
At Christmas time no Saint Nick we got the Grinch
I smack that ass she threw it back in self (yeah)
We the crib, flipped the backyard like it's the beach
We did some things out on the that we can't speak
All I it was Mo Bamba on repeat
I think these things I took is helpin' me (oh yeah)

Had to buy more
Had to count the
Had to up the Os (big bag)
Had to summon the (ay)
Dodge the (12)
I through the light (skrr, skrr)
Rollin' the (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' that (Gucci, Gucci)
down and groovy
To get down, get
That brown and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
Brand new La Ferrari (woo), my ride iconic

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown 'til I (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I up on my side
no fence just a hundred acres wide
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried

Was in the movie (movie)
Never excuses (no)
It was to move it (time to move)
It was God and the uzi (God and the uzi)
We were to use it (hey)
They was to use it (train)
Shoot you like (shoot)
Hit medulla, yeah

Shoot at, at them shooters (yeah)
shoot your producer
This for the gang,
get banged and fuck on the group, she a (yeah)
Love her she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big it's soothin', hmm (yeah)
Pull up with the sticks I'm makin' them cuddle up not a movie

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the 'til I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I up on my side
Ain't no fence just a acres wide
shit get tense, we twist up and we get fried