Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

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

Blood thicker than water,
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
blacker than the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn look at body
bus shorty, cause you sure is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to hide their behavior
you was a down ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago, I was alone
Next I know that long 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 that a
Shit, not you too
Man the hype got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
Even my asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I load up on all
If a nigga problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that miss him
Now pack up your shit, you believe in me
I don't you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree,
Two plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And all that achievement
Real nigga never even and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you mothafuckas 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, that shit, he that
He black, he don't like blacks, fuck shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that
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, surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, gothic fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick, the doc prescribed my
it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, from to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, my common sense (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this like deja vu

All this album of the year talk, niggas claiming the best out
I been hot since the Purple and this cuban's poking my chest out
They keep calling on Push, this beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's out
I been known to blow a quarter on baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, made her mind, she in line and we got somethin'
of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my like build-a-bear
Fuck you about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a circle, diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from and it's so what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she ain't
she trap you with the DA flow, it's lights out, TKO, la!