Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, to all my moon men
Yeah they me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i in line nd niggas dont cross the line
Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im saint wear
Hotter then a devil, nigga yeah
Rock a by baby, baby
Thats more tear call me cry baby
you talking bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah out mail it to yah momss
im the young god, swagga
Bitch im in the building you in the front
a bitch nah betta yet a dumb broad
nd i bet i culd fuck the world nd it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh boys is up
nd im shitting on you like too in 1 cup
Weezy A.K.A bring the money homee
out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny bone
Laugh now die later Fucker
Yuh a bitch like Zada By Data Mothaa Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
Wish i neva met yuh i wanna be yah
Pussy ass nigga i dont yah gonorrhea PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga idont want yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so of ballin I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya (Russia) Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I ball hard even with 5
we in this b-tch like tampon's
dump ya in the woods now get ya on
choke hold around this sh-t cause I'm so on
I get high as f-ck and Polo is what I land on
back against the wall my two feet is I stand on
diva in the room she blowin me like a band horn
Got her on her knees the same knees that she be on
now she just her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, what y'all wanna do I'm all
smoking on that head band call that sh-t Paul
I'm just so of my time like dog years
bald like Solange, India Arie, Spears

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these cars and these
is that too much
I bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
with a DashBoard of tickets cuz I live right by the station
I aaaaam, tryna out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Young Money tell the magazine stop me
I be with the dread with the tattoo's on his
and a flag the red like a f-cking low battery (ok)
n-gga peep the sh-t I'm on
I be with your baby momma, you be with your at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups of styrofoam
big cheese big bread call that Low calzone
I will your f-cking collar bone
us against the World better which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti he steady putting mileage on
and we about to em C4 Mr Carters home.

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