Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

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

Blood thicker water, right
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart blacker than the Harlem til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the did bless you
Damn look at that
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is special to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to hide behavior though
you was a down ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago, I was home
Next thing I know long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The got nearer, the tune got clearer
That's when I seen the shit playing on your
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
Even my asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make that nobody miss him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same nigga moved to NYC,
Got a record and a college degree, bitch
Two plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z,
And after all achievement
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth
Now you try to me, bitch?
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to knock ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, been swinging after 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)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame lookin' devastated
Bet you niggas you never hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck bitch
Fuck that he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped of it
it I'd deny the shit, 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 popular to poppin' picks to poppin'
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I God forgive you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I don't understand it, me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT like deja vu right?

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