Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

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

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

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 hundred wide
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried

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

Had to buy more
Had to the fours
Had to up the Os (big bag)
Had to summon the (ay)
the federal (12)
I rolled through the (skrr, skrr)
Rollin' the (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' that (Gucci, Gucci)
This down and
To get down, get
bitch brown and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
new La Ferrari (woo), my bitch ride iconic

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 hundred acres
When shit get tense, we up and we get fried

Was in the movie (movie)
make 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)
was train to use it (train)
Shoot you like (shoot)
Hit medulla, yeah

Shoot at, shoot at them (yeah)
Then your producer
This for the gang,
get banged and fuck on the group, she a (yeah)
Love her she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big bankroll 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 countdown 'til I (slide)
and rinds, how I grew up on my side
Ain't no fence just a hundred acres
When shit get tense, we up and we get fried