Luyện nghe bài hát Uncle Otis

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

Shits here is my otis (Taylor made)
(T-t-taylor made) (Taylor made)

This for my uncle Otis

Here's a dome shot to nigga named Otis
think they the coldest but nigga you just the oldest
Niggas be they youth but it's gone
Yo 'Ye, this nigga even wanna put you on
And then he turned around, put on
But forget to tell em Benny Han Han sell no f-cking Wonton's
I don't wear Sean John, but f-ck that Ciroc shit
back, well Hit Em Up on some Pac shit
Who run the Jayceon
Will Kelly Rowland 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 better stay in ya
You call me a nigga, I'ma put the K in ya
It's a up bitch

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

Khaled, tell him F-ck it, I'm on one
I created Tyler, the
go courtside seats
You are now watching the
Shades the haters
Stays the layers
The Goes On
Til I start the Lasers
And Lupe'll half you muthaf-ckers
Its the Drew league, I wanna speak about the Rucker
Cause Jennifer Lopez just got a divorce and I already got her up in the
Tryna teach you How To
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 with
Red Nation graduation yeah crooks with
It's a party, it's a party, a party
up in Marvins Room, blowing that Marley
You wanna hit it, so put ya up in the air

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

I got the money up in the rubber
Don't run up on me, try to take it me (boom)
I aint Morris Chestnut, I aint
But I give you 9 shots, you can call that
Dre got that Bass I just call it Nicki
Working on that Detox, blowin on sticky
Can I hit it In The
be a quickie
Gotta hard, Ace, Tunechi 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 seat on the red
Hit it with that Wiz on, whatever
So put that on my face
and let me taste, a taste
I'ma eat it up like it's my
I'ma do it different, she aint gettin no cash
You know why? I'm Not A
lied I got a chppper in the car, huh
That a lie

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