Luyện nghe bài hát Low

My beat low (my low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
Used to her what you said, bro

Me, Juicy J, get too many
Me, J, get too many flows
Clique ballin' out the '98 Lakers
Pull up in a million car and violate it
Fly to on Sunday, land in France on Monday
Faded at the fashion show, grab a bitch off the runway
I ain't even no clothes, nothin' but rubbers in my suitcase
Laid her on the mic, with my model and her roommate
And if I tip a bitch, we fuckin', it no discussion
It cost to be the boss, my n-gga you way your budget
Who you playin' with lil homie? Your life cost me nothin'
Juicy J so presidential, don't make me that button

My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My beat low (my low)
My low (my bass low)
I low (I ride low)
She go low (she go low)
Low

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I told her it down, low
I do a verse, you my prices ain't, low
Lil, momma I like my kisses down low

Me, Nicki M, I got too many
Pull up them V twins in my engine
All this ice all me like a penguin
I ain't talkin' bowlin' but I'm with the
I up with a n-gga with a real big dick
That's so good, man a bitch can't quit
I ever have a beat that a bitch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a bitch ain't
You be on that bull, you be on Scott
I be pimp walkin', I'm
C's on my bag so they I'm crippin'
Every n-gga in here wanna what I'm drinkin'
Myx Moscato,
I keep a pillow with me just I'm tired of niggas
I'm with flawless girls, they're pretty and they're thick
Bust it open quick, put that pussy on his lips,

My low (my beat low)
My bass low (my low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (my beat low)
My low (my bass low)
I low (I ride low)
She go low (she go low)
Low

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I her drop it down, low
I do a verse, you know my ain't, low
Lil' momma know I my kisses down low

I'm Lil Bibby, Mr.
Mr.
Mr.
Young rich used to trap by the store, now taxed for the flow
Tell a rap n-igga, "I'm not you"
Stop frontin', boy, not criminals
At the top, man they talkin' killin' you
Got two 9's but they're not
never trait on my squad, nigga
Ball hard, nigga, I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron,
In words, you a fraud, nigga
I'll pull your card,
I'm a boss, I'm runnin' shit
Call me Tut, all this gold on, I be blinged up
If they try to rob, got the tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
At the club, their drop when I pull up in that Benz
30 Deep, 20 heats, still stomp him out with my Timbs
I'm in here chillin' with my up
I told y'all that I'm to heat up
Man time to kill all this weak stuff
the beat up, watch me eat up

My beat low (my low)
My low (my bass low)
I ride low (I low)
She go low (she go low)
My low (she go low)
My low (she go low)
I low (she go low)
She go low (she go low)
Low (yeah)

I get a brick, you I get it for the, low
Her ass so fat, I told her it down, low
I do a verse, you my prices ain't, low
Lil' momma I like my kisses down low