Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

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This shit for my uncle

Here's a dome shot to nigga named Otis
Niggas they the coldest but nigga you just the oldest
be chasing they youth but it's gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga even wanna put you on
And then he around, put on Sean
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck that Ciroc shit
back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac shit
Who run the world?
Will Kelly Rowland and be my Motivation
If you swag then I invented gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in
And I dont wear no Gucci Gucci Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you niggas aint sayin'
Lil white bitch better in ya place
You call me a nigga, put the K in ya face
It's a stick up

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

Call Khaled, him F-ck it, I'm on one
I Tyler, the Creator
Here go seats
You are now the greatest
blocking the haters
Stays rocking the
The Goes On
Til I start the Lasers
And souffle half you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna speak about the
Cause Lopez just got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
teach you How To love
How To
Marc too short (bitch)
how that nigga look
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 Crooks and Castles
All my niggas crooks with
Red Nation yeah crooks with tassels
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley
You wanna hit it, so put ya up in the air

(So put your up in the air)
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

I got the money up in the band
run up on me, try to take it from me (boom)
I Morris Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I you 9 shots, you can call that Fifty
Dre got that Super I just call it Nicki
on that Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The
be a quickie
Gotta hustle hard, Ace, and Ricky
Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon need more Novacaine after I shoot ya
Yesterday I to Coachella not to see Jigga
I to see Wiz but theres Amber, perfect
I took a on the red futon
Hit it with Wiz shit on, whatever
So put that pussy on my
and let me taste, a little
I'ma eat it up like it's my
I'ma I'ma do it different, she aint gettin no
You know why? I'm Not A
Somebody lied I got a in the car, huh
That a lie

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it