Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

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

Blood thicker water, right
bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart blacker the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the did bless you
Damn at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you is special Cole to the rescue,
save a ho
Hoes like to hide their though
you was a down ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
That's I seen the shit playing on your phone
Girl, is that a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and momma gassed
my momma asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that miss him
Now pack up your shit, you don't in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same nigga to NYC, bitch
Got a record and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay-Z,
And all that achievement
Real nigga never went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to your ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell 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 below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the
And babe (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, serenaded
Now you lame mothafuckas devastated
Bet you niggas wish you hated, that's the devil ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, that shit, he this, fuck that shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that he raps, fuck that shit he spits, fuck that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The synonymous with comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, gothic fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd the shit, shit y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not kinda sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin'
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to poppin' picks to poppin'
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her (TKO)
Was supposed to stop this shit but spit like I some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I God forgive you, peep my common sense (TKO)

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

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