Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

This then is sterophonic sound, sound in space (Taylor made)

Shits here is my uncle (Taylor made)
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This for my uncle Otis

Here's a dome shot to this nigga named
Niggas they the coldest but nigga you just the oldest
Niggas be chasing they youth but gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga aint even put you on
And he turned around, put on Sean
But forget to em Benny Han Han don't sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear Sean John, but with that Ciroc shit
Tupac back, well Hit Em Up on Pac shit
Who run the world?
Will Kelly come and be my Motivation
If you invented swag then I gangsta
Got one in the chamber, the Throne is now in
And I dont no Gucci Gucci Fendi Fendi Prada
I'm Charles Louboutin, you aint sayin' nada
Lil white bitch stay in ya place
You call me a nigga, put the K in ya face
It's a up bitch

(So put your up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
Know is any Gangstas up in
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

Call Khaled, tell him it, I'm on one
I Tyler, the Creator
Here go seats
You are now watching the
blocking the haters
Stays the layers
The Show On
Til I start the Lasers
And Lupe'll souffle you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I don't wanna speak about the
Cause Jennifer Lopez got a divorce and I already got her up in the Porsche
Tryna you How To love
How To
Marc Anthony too (bitch)
Look how that nigga
And I'm 6 foot 7 foot 8 foot Crooks and
All my niggas crooks castles
Red Nation graduation yeah with tassels
It's a party, it's a party, it's a
Sittin up in Marvins Room, blowing Marley
You hit it, so put ya hands up in the air

(So put hands up in the air)
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put hands up in the air
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it

I got the money up in the band
Don't run up on me, try to it from me (boom)
I aint Chestnut, I aint Ricky
But I you 9 shots, you can call that Fifty
Dre got that Bass I just call it Nicki
on that Detox, blowin on that sticky
Can I hit it In The
be a quickie
Gotta hustle hard, Ace, and Ricky
Frank Ocean, you can see my Odd Future
You gon more than Novacaine after I shoot ya
I went to Coachella not to see Jigga
I to see Wiz but theres Amber, perfect
I took a on the red futon
Hit it with that Wiz on, whatever
So put pussy on my face
and let me taste, a taste
eat it up like it's my last
I'ma I'ma do it different, she gettin no cash
You why? I'm Not A Star
Somebody lied I got a in the car, huh
That a lie

(So put hands up in the air)
(I just wanna, I just wanna, I wanna)
is any Gangstas up in here?
I do it, I do it, boi
So put your up in the air
(I wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna)
Know is any up in here?
I do it