Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

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

Blood thicker than water,
Fuck bitches, all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart blacker than the Harlem til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it the Lord did bless you
look at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you is special Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a ass bitch
I found that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
That's when I seen the playing on your phone
Girl, what is a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
Even my momma asked what do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my on auto
I'll make sure that nobody him
Now pack up shit, you don't believe in me
I don't you, I got me, bitch
nigga moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree,
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I never ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And after all achievement
Real never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' me? I ought to knock your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't 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)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets
Now you lame 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 shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, fuck shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
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
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
'fore shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit I forgot some shit (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, been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT like deja vu right?

All this album of the year talk, niggas claiming they're the out
I hot since the Purple Tape and this cuban's poking my chest out
They calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's etched out
I been to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I her mine, made her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
Memoirs of a millionaire, better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby like
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle, diamonds in it, holdin'
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my name
I sold where I came from and it's so dope what I made from 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 know, try to trap her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's out, TKO, la!