Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' I'm lightin' up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the script tryna it like a punt
My life is a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. me Young Baby
Could've been a but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was but the cash money made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I began to 'em younga
To Heaven's where I her
My wing she was she say
they
Daddy
they
Daddy
Daddy they do it like you can
I get like Vegas and I am not a Blue Man
Too much ice on my and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' need some new
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she need a new man
Hello world I would you all to meet me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
up my cup again
Where's that purple stuff
I get enough of it
Point me in the of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' that stuff again
I'm on same color shit
After you do it's time to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get money like a fuckin' Wayans brother
I get with gurillas and stay away from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no cops in
And I'm comin' wit' a whole flock tonight
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma have to shoot it out with the cops I swear
And tell the jack boys not
Cuz I ain't N'Sync but I will pop
Yeah, right if you ain't got that price then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big money heavy
On my way to Heaven's
Hope it be them open
Flow so
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a I come from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' paper a booklet
They ain't hope you it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back that's my word
bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood to kiss ma curb
'Cause I that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God found me a needle in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a for the battle
Money on my mind, all I think of
Married to the game, takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like ding
I got my wings on
Flyer than the
I rest I keep goin'
I just 'em like




Anyway it goes get dough
And I see the top the way I'm climbin' this pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't this cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a in a hole
out my shower like a lion in a robe
Eyein' these
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
Let's
And get

And never
this to the blue eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green a lawn chair
worry I'm straight like arm hair
Don't worry I'm straight like combed
This world fucked my and I was born here
From tha to the jet call it Con Air
I told my niggas that we will see better

And today is a day