Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice hoodie, bathin' ape tennis shoes
No for pictures, no time for interviews
I'm go get the money, snowstorm or
Try me and I'm comin' out my coat arm or
on the table "Pay me or they go"
You can't get the cash pay me in Yayo,
me the drama
Don't go run and snitch if ya mama
Then I'll merk you right in front of bitch
I'm a Young Money, Money, Universal soldier
out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda fillin' ya, ha
I'm a headache, but love the pain
I ask a bitch her name and tell her go the plane

I'm so sure, I more, I'm so more, the Wayne.
I whores, that know whores
That's always with more whores
You owe I show whores, I grow whores
I know it's at the 'cause I go more
I go and so forth
Mami say she so bored oh boy uh oh
I that pussy so sore that's right no doze
get lost in the current how the dough flows
Niggas call lo-lo's

Nigga got the glock in a choke
I fold to the cops to the po-po's
hoes
Shout to my ground, Hollygrove
Fuck with them New Orleans niggas,
Uptown up town's, I rolls, yeah
Welcome to the real outdoors and of
chopper that I tote'll split them like a divorce
Then the force, take 'em way up north
They say the end is comin', I'm a up for it
I'm a chase money, you can wait up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, I'ma boom to the
What more can I say? I can't my face

Deal up, wheel up bring it come rewind
I'm a dealer dealer I bring it all the time
That coke, hard, that crack, oh God
You get caught you can't give back no

Nigga mouth leakin' am out no charge
That's no prod that's G code ya'll
So, no more slow now he just got a flat
laid on his back flat halftime (halftime)
In the crib playin' EA
They in the till the D.A. See they corpse
Plus the chickies know I fresh till my tippy toes
Hit the store and say two words
"Gimme those" (gimme)

those (those) gimme those (those)
Matter gimme those whole three rows
I hit the like gimme that (that)
Gimme (that) gimme that matter fact gimme that rack
Cash laid tad I'm out
I'm off to the valet, my car? Thank you
I do better who better? You
Abuse cheeder playboy Hefner

The two next up my yes uh
I buy a car just because I like the of new leather
I'm young, I'm fly, I'm black, I'm
I let my sag I drag my dick (ya dig)

The whores know I let my sag also
Off they drawers, grow 'em all in torso
Uh, she can't the dick
I tell her "put a sock in it, take the dick"
Stroke, stroke see if she can the dick
May I see if she can take the brick you on a now

Meanwhile, I'm in the
Doin' my daily
Scan a few things, a few O's
Let my bag 'em
Give 'em to my workers let the strip 'em
go beserk for the work I'm chefin'
Fiends go to work the work you sell 'em

They know they buy more they head hurt they eyes sore
You sellin' that keet rock, rock, dry wall
They want that they come back for more
But they come to me they don't come back to your
I be chef the chef you never to re-chef
When I chef comprendez rewind, reset, replay,
I be chef the chef you never to re-chef
I chef comprendez, aye