Luyện nghe bài hát We Up

I'm around the bullshit a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it matter, boy
acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak break down
So what you want, the cheese or the
You want the chicks but you want the
A bitch eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas shit to me
Worse than the scum in the I'm from
I'm a nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga coroners and outline
You ain't made of I'm made of
You a bum with a bum bitch
Your shoes from Vegas
Counterfeit, fraudulent
What kind of nigga bitch look like that

You all know we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm out a knot
Strapped with the glock, pull it out a lot
But front, make it pop
Y'all do it how we do
Niggas on the shit we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!

Visualize everything I and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you in a bing
Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my clean
Murder one become as soon as they brought up
work, parking tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked over your father he gave you a dick
Should been a bitch in pajamas
I my first million fucking dollars
a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my million dollars, bought a chopper and a binocular
I'm scared, this don't happen to everybody
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite
Debating on I fuck her or jump on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could kids, K-Dot

You all when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm out a knot
Strapped with the glock, pull it out a lot
But front, I'll it pop
don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the we on
new
Spikes on the Louis
We up, nigga!

Good pussy for dinner, bomb kush for
Deep-colored VS stones around my neck
It feels like a dreamin'
Seat back, music bumpin', niggas
Bulls eye, what we came for
The bread, now a run the game boy
I should've sent the broad to report what's in the
livin', I came up so hard
No pain, no gain, it's embedded in the
I'm in it for the grip, motherfuck the

You all when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' the top
on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the glock, won't it out a lot
But front, I'll it pop
Y'all do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!