Luyện nghe bài hát friday

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

Blood thicker than water,
Fuck bitches, they all
up nigga, not the falling type
Heart blacker than the Nights til I met you,
They say the wear Prada but I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn look at that
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is special to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a ass bitch
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a song "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tune got
That's when I seen the shit playing on your
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
and their momma gassed
Even my asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that miss him
Now pack up your shit, you believe in me
I don't you, I got me, bitch
Same moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record and a college degree, bitch
Two plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever ever on Jay-Z, bitch
And all that achievement
nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you mothafuckas 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 shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch he with, finished shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
with the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a chick, grimey 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
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' 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 that shit, it her confidence (TKO)
Was to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, my common sense (TKO)

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

All this album of the year talk, claiming they're the best out
I been hot the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
They calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and etched out
I been to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she in line and we got somethin'
of a millionaire, even 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 like a circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from and it's so what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my
JT up in the 3 piece and we 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!