Luyện nghe bài hát Remember You

She's about to earn some rights
I'm 'bout to give it up I've been holding back all night
Girl, pride in what you wanna do
Even if that a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I mind
You can by how I roll
my clique hard and my cup cold
My tongue slurred cause I'm so
And I'm sweat from my last show
And TG and I'm XO
I'm only here for one
And I'mma be your
Sing it in my ears, so I can hear what saying to me
I got cups full of Rose
Smoke anything passed to me
worry 'bout my boys
I won't need it for what I'm to do to you
Bad bitch, girl I I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
Make me remember you you remember me
Bad bitch, I think I might get used to you
I'mma to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
Make me remember you you remember me

Old ass
past the class
Hit it, have to pass
Nigga, we the new
Niggas after fame, I had to laugh
Niggas fame, I'm after cash
You's a fan of a
I'm the man, you's a
And I only smoke
That's how you them Taylors
listen
Break it down, weed on the island of my kitchen
And not a comes out without permission
Look, I got on I was made for
that I got I done came for
All the shit that you see I slaved for
All the and the crib, yeah that's paid for
Need I say
so much money on clothes
Said fuck a store, my own
I hope that you're rolling one up you're singing along
And know I was rolling one while I was this song
Pour out some
You're too long
Young and I'm
And all of my friends on that Bombay and lemonade

to you
Bad bitch, I think I might get used to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm through you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
Make me remember you like you me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get to you
I'mma have to take your number when I'm with you
All I ask of you is try to my memory
me remember you like you remember me

I'm on some gin, you on gin
I'm moving slow, I'm driving
I hit the weed, you take the
We control
the top in that 69
Not Motor 1, not old
say things like supposed to feel
Stacking all of this paper,
I like to call shit old news
It means haters jocking our old
Popping cause we made it
in the Phantom, we faded
All of this shit that I did I won't remember tomorrow