Luyện nghe bài hát Skate It Off

Mic
This the motherfuckin' man
You how we fuckin' it up...
Mic
We the Fort squad, watch the cream baby
Real squad man
Let's go, go

1]
Wait, I skated off on the plug, skrr, skrr
I skated off like T. Pud, skrr, skrr
I skated off, on twelve
With the work in one hand Odell
With the work,
I got eyeballs on the roof, on the
I keep nigga's scars for proof, nigga oh
Money so tall it hoop, money go
I'm on my I.D, my IG and IQ
Yeah, I just touched down, the scoop?
the scoop?
I just hear blasé, blasé, blasé,

Yeah, i just down, I'm going for two
(Let's go, go)
You hear AK, AK, AK, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo
I just touched down, it do?
it do?
Me and all my in cahoots, in cahoots
Bitch, I just skated off like Huston, switch
I need a cake for my soup, yeah
I just off on drugs, on drugs
I just off sippin' mud, sippin' mud
I just off on the Xan, on the Xan
And we just skateboard, we don't dance in our pants,

2]
I skated off on twelve, fuck twelve bitch
Like a boss, like a fuckin' handrail, that bitch
I just off in YSL, YSL, what you do?
And I can eyeball work, fuck the scale, fuck the
I got eyeballs on the roof, on the
My slimer ollie off this roof, fuckin' roof bitch
I got on your squad, pop, pop, pop
I skated off like a shot, so deep
I just skated off with Chaz Ortiz, Chaz bitch
I just skated with SB's, got some SB's bitch
I just off with the [?]
I got eyeballs on your whoodie, you, got 'em
Keep your off my guap-o, guap-o
I skated off like El Chapo, Chapo
I just skated off I chop
A gun in hands, bitch I'm 'bout to do the Shaba, Shaba
Treat a Rolls Royce like a Honda, back up off me
Nigga I'm the God, you
She gon' pop it off for a thug,
I just skated off on her love,
I skated off on the plug
She just off on her humps
I just skated off on a thot, bitch
And left her wetter than my yacht, why not?
I just skeeted off in wifey (get a lot of hoes)
While I got cars than the sidekick, I'm good
Black credit card, nigga swipe it, I'm
We niggas man
We
Stripes in these streets, me stripey I'm good
Beep....
Flying in streets like a pilot
Tissues for the [?] keep crying 'bout the truce

3]
I just skated off on
that's in my safe that's for bail
Yeah I know nigga's turning snake, we turning up
Yeah, I told my hoe I had to turn the page, she turned to
Double barrel, double and double cup
And no how hard I fall, I get up, man fuck you going bitch?
I get up and try again, we that rebate
Oh your bitch just this D? Okay it's D-Day
I get flu off on her PJ
I'm make my skaters rich, we ain't no cheapskates, no, no
AK got that pop like the TJ
Yeah, in the streets we [?] get sweepstakes
you a hater, what the streets say
These turn your tomato to a v8
we chilling, we finnesin' very easy
We get the squad, for another squad to cremate