Luyện nghe bài hát TKO Remix

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

Blood than water, right
Fuck bitches, all alike
Stand up nigga, not the type
Heart blacker than the Harlem til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn look at that
Short bus shorty, cause you sure is Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
Hoes like to their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I found that shit a days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I that long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
That's when I the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is a ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
and their momma gassed
Even my asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that nobody him
Now up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me,
Same nigga to NYC, bitch
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 all that achievement
Real never even 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)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you mothafuckas lookin' devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the 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, that bitch
Fuck that bitch he with, finished talking
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments from the about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, surprises
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped inside of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, shit should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, stop and droppin'
'fore poppin' shit, from popular to picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
it rain, she pop that shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was to stop this shit but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you, peep my common (TKO)

I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging after the bell and after all of the whistle
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)
Dammit babe (Dammit babe) JT this deja vu right?

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