Luyện nghe bài hát Origin

Uh yo

Uh!

Disrupted the game, the was shook up
Three young rich niggas, never did a up
You the origin of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
And listen up, to what the bout to cook up (Quavo)

We killed the Versace, we went to Bahamas, shout out to the
Mommas and daughters a picture with me and they smiling
say the gang Donkey of the Day (Charlamagne?)
Billboard magazine, K
on the street they say the Migos wanted
But they can't find the Migos, so they bite recorders
When you ask for a show, can you seriously it
my schedule, itinerary loaded of course
Check my dab, it's and my niggas is righteous
I don't got no type, but I love to Pisces
The on my neck, I might get arthritis
Yrn Tha Album first album going diamond, got my mama a
Just to her I'm grinding
Green dots in the pen but I hate the
When Offset got out of jail he ate a bowl of
Dropped the Rich Timeline and we was crossed the country

Disrupted the game, the was shook up
Three young niggas, never did a push up
You want the of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
And up, to what the Migos bout to cook up

Skrrt, cook up, graat, he up
I'm trapping the white, Ku Klux
My got grenades and bazookas
On the jet we smoking up in indica
A hundred thousand, got a up in India
Headed to locker, we the millennium
Thirty thousand for a through minimum
Snakes in the start spinning out venom
That come with the territory when a nigga
Tinted windows on the sprinter you don't need to see image
The say I need to calm down, fuck a image
CEO a busta and my CEO a hustler
Choppa sound like percussion, run up on me
Came from nothing, came home a half a million, hurt my stomach
I'm taking care of my kids but they mamma get nothing
And if you think it's wrong this ain't the right song you're
to the jungle, lions, elephants and monkeys
Never see me lonely, believe nina on me
Stuffed crust, my walking with a 50 on me

Disrupted the game, the industry was up
Three young rich niggas, never did a up
You want the origin of the flow, you better shut the up
And listen up, to what the Migos to cook up

Pyrex pot on the stove, take that cook up
looking for the origin
Wanna how did we make this shit up
Came in right and we fucking it up
off the banana boat, call me King Tut
Niggas be biting our I tried to switch it up
But these niggas don't get enough
Niggas with don't give a fuck
Young nigga flexing did a push up
Migo flow everybody wanna it up
Every ten years it's on my bro
I bet you up, you don't gotta like it
Yo favorite he be biting
When I step in the booth, its a moment of
I bet yo bitch she get
When I'm doing show my front end and that end be enormous
I need a double cup with my when I'm on stage performing
Can't get in my tour bus bitch, ain't tryna fuck, it's only in the morning
I got some Dominican that sucking and fucking and back to the origin

the game, the industry was shook up
Three young niggas, never did a push up
You want the of the flow, you better shut the fuck up
And listen up, to what the bout to cook up, ha!