Luyện nghe bài hát friday

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

Blood than water, right
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the type
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 look at body
Short bus shorty, you sure is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
like to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
That's I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
Even my momma asked I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll sure that nobody 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 gold plaques, I produced all the
And I never ever ever on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all that
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' 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, been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas devastated
Bet you niggas wish you hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, that shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck bitch
Fuck that bitch he with, finished shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous comments from the blogs about
with the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm monogamous and not to mention, in my
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin'
'fore shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like vu right?

All this album of the year talk, niggas claiming they're the out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and this poking my chest out
keep calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a bun
If I her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, even I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my like build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle, 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 dope what I made it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby like
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
Once she trap you the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO, la!