Luyện nghe bài hát WHO? WHAT!

Know what I'm saying, what I'm saying
Know I'm saying

Heard they talkin' 'bout I
Who win an why
I'm alive, just took one to (yeah)
Keep that when we show up and collide
Me and the guys just like the F-O-I
In the Hills but still keep ghetto ties (Hills)
Was talkin' Frenchy's but she Ocean Prime
Know she an open mouth and open mind
I don't up her door, she open mine
I less stress and I need more ties, yes (skrr, skrr)
We on the jet quest, mobbin' the drop, yes (skrr, skrr)
In the want the 25, yes (skrr, skrr)
Ain't seen the best yet, open up your eyes,

One, two, three, four, five, the countdown 'til I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my
Ain't no just a hundred acres wide
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried

I my favorite dancer I done pay her rent (cash, cash)
At Christmas time it's no Saint Nick we got the
I smack that ass she threw it back in defense (yeah)
We took the crib, flipped the backyard it's the beach
We did some out on the ways that we can't speak
All I know it was Mo Bamba on
I don't think these things I is helpin' me (oh yeah)

Had to buy some
Had to count the
Had to up the Os (big bag)
Had to summon the (ay)
the federal (12)
I rolled the light (skrr, skrr)
Rollin' the (ay)
on my ice (all ice)
Poppin' Gucci (Gucci, Gucci)
This down and
To get down, get
That brown and choosey (hey)
Shawty, in the (yeah)
Brand new La Ferrari (woo), my ride iconic

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown 'til I (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I up on my side
Ain't no fence just a hundred acres
When get tense, we twist up and we get fried

Was born in the (movie)
Never make (no)
It was to move it (time to move)
It was God and the uzi (God and the uzi)
We trained to use it (hey)
They was to use it (train)
you like Cupid (shoot)
Hit medulla, yeah

at, shoot at them shooters (yeah)
Then shoot your
shit for the gang,
get banged and on the group, she a groupie (yeah)
Love her she choosey, hmm (yeah)
Big bankroll soothin', hmm (yeah)
Pull up the sticks I'm makin' them cuddle up this not a movie

Yeah,
One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown I slide (slide)
Pork and rinds, how I up on my side
Ain't no fence a hundred acres wide
When shit get tense, we twist up and we get