Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Way (Intro)

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Quavo!

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

(huh-huh) off the porch
(huh-huh) up the fork
(huh-huh) Stay the torch
(huh) We did this from the nawf
(huh) Niggas be I'm acting touch
I'm with the shit I don't give a
Slaughter your daughter get passed to my partner we fuck her then call up an truck
it up (fuck it up)
it up (fuck it up)
Getting that pot do an
Get in pussy like cootie cutters
Get you money then live it up
Pull out stick he start hiccing up
You see the ski bitching up
on the stage and pipe it up
Fucking your hoe you wife her up
I got the birds Mighty Duck
Swerve on the curb in the truck
Fuck what you we pulling up
Your face on the nigga 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 cold I got em' bout four layers
I need a bitch that look Drea
Catching bricks off in the
jeans
Ice from Pharrell
I'm a

in the game
Knock at the
Nobody had to do a kick door
My they on the same shit
Had to tell em' what that was for
I that we not from Atlanta nigga what you think them two fingers and thumb for
And they hating on me since I was a lil' boy tell me something I don't know
been a long road
I put in work but no code
Pen on like kinko
Never look and won't sell my soul
Real niggas fold
Say you a hundred but you
It's hot it ain't cold
Nigga the draco and froze
acting bold I'm a fuck around and wipe the pussy nigga nose
Strip a nigga out his
like it then pay what you owe
Bigger end at the shows
Spanish for
I got the Act in the bag now
But I send you a four
Dope dressed up in saran it look the pope
And get smoked from the gas bags it'll make you
If you pour up, or snort coke
what float your boat
This No [?]
Come from the
(Takeoff!)