Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my shit
Young Money militia and I am the
You don't want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for

So misunderstood, but what's the world without
Two bitches at the time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I her

Life is a bitch and death is her
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family
You know father time and we all mother nature
all in the family, but I am of no relation

No who's buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you just huntin' nut
Young Money runnin' shit and you just runner-up's

I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma on doin' this shit
La or Young Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there
I think you under me if you don't understand me
Had my heart broken by woman named Tammy
But ho's gon' be ho's so I blame Tammy

Just talk to moms, told her she the
I the beat up, call it self-defense
Swimmin', I be through this niggas like sequins
Niggas think He-man, pow, pow, the end

to myself because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world, that's
You full of shit, you your mouth and let you ass talk
Money eatin', all you haters do is add salt

Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on bolt
Mind so sharp, I around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and
But motherfuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke

half-empty, half-full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma 'til they turn off the field lights
The of my labor, I enjoy them while they still ripe

Bitch, stop playin', I do it like a do
If these nigga's animals I'mma have a mink suit
Tell bitches I said put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess a foreign language to y'all

And I call it I see it and my glasses on
But most y'all don't get the picture the flash is on
Satisfied with nothin', you don't the half of it
Young Money, Money

Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in silence lasagna
People say I'm borderline crazy, sort of,
Woman of my I don't sleep so I can't find her

You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a and a predicate
Yeah, with a swagg' you would for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

Jumped in a wishing well, now me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, call it and tell

Word to my mama, I'm out of my Lima
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some
Llama scream, hotter than sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, signed a fiend

I played the side for you niggas that's tryin' to and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for this dumber speech, I blow like
me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda

Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow through ya
I be macking my stacking, now I pack like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backing out on of my shooter

Niggas think they high as I, I come laugh at ruler
Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I told these fuck niggas, so many times
That I keep these bucks on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause

To feed them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwing my sign in the
Hit 'em up, piece on my side 'cause ain't no on my side

Bitch, I'm a man, I visit urinals
Tune me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya Gunna
Gunna,