Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Way (Intro)

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Quavo!

I'm to the stacks
having big straps
Phone tap running cross the map hot trap
50,000 on
Plug got that baby
These niggas out here
80k for an hour
of played for the Dolphins
Should of played for the
saying it's a drought
Takeoff having pints
Still playing with oil
Still with that dope
Might catch me on the
Still it up with Bo
I got out in Florida
bitches out in Georgia
New bitch hit my phone said she wanna give me
Cutting by Georgia dome
High school no
days on the nawf
Now I'm a coach
Better watch your when you pull up on the Chos
my niggas having sticks
Mama didn't raise a
Now your always call my phone for motherfucking snow
Today I just met the put him in the figure four
Old Quavo might pull up and just kick a door nigga
Free my nigga Westside got 5 to the nigga
Free my Kobe got 15 to the net
Now I got hired shooters with the coolants on the TECs
I don't no disrespect but I came for the checks
They free'd the Set
Concerts in
Put her on the
Young hitting them licks
No 3
Independent for bricks

(huh-huh) off the porch
(huh-huh) Picked up the
(huh-huh) Stay the torch
(huh) We did shit from the nawf
(huh) Niggas be I'm acting touch
I'm with the shit I don't give a
Slaughter your get passed to my partner we fuck her then call up an Uber truck
it up (fuck it up)
it up (fuck it up)
Getting that pot do an
Get in that pussy cootie cutters
Get you some money then it up
Pull out that stick he start up
You see the ski start up
Stand on the stage and it up
Fucking your hoe while you her up
I got the birds Mighty Duck
Swerve on the curb in the Bentley
what you talking we pulling up
Your face on the ground pick it up
No (huh-huh)
No (huh-huh)
No (nah)
I'm getting my own
I get your bitch and her
I'm the president I'm not the
Diamonds got my body cold I got em' bout layers
I need a bitch that look Drea
Catching bricks off in the
jeans
Ice from Pharrell
I'm a

Came in the
at the door
Nobody answered had to do a kick
My niggas on the same shit
Had to tell em' that bando was for
I know that we not from Atlanta nigga what you them two fingers and thumb for
And they been hating on me since I was a boy tell me something I don't know
been a long road
I put in but no cheat code
Pen on paper like
Never back and won't sell my soul
Real niggas never
Say you a hundred but you
hot outside it ain't cold
Nigga seen the draco and
Nigga acting bold I'm a around and wipe the pussy nigga nose
a nigga out his clothes
Don't like it then pay you owe
Bigger back end at the
for Telemundo
I got the Act in the bag now
But I won't send you a
Dope dressed up in saran it like the pope
And get from the gas bags it'll make you choke
If you up, smoke or snort coke
That what float your
No Label [?]
Come the goats
(Takeoff!)