Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker than water,
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, you sure is special Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes to hide their behavior though
you was a down ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago, I was home
Next thing I know long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The got nearer, the tune got clearer
That's when I seen the shit playing on your
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
and their momma gassed
Even my momma asked what do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my on auto
I'll make sure that nobody him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same nigga moved to NYC,
Got a deal and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I all the tracks
And I never ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And all that achievement
Real nigga even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to play me? I ought to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame lookin' devastated
Bet you wish you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he
He black, he don't like blacks, fuck shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck that he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, gothic fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and shit
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, popular for
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common (TKO)

I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like deja vu

All this album of the talk, niggas claiming they're the best out
I hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
They keep calling on Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby and a messy bun
If I make her mine, her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my rung
I sold dope where I from and it's so dope what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 and we magic baby like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's out, TKO, la!