Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Winters

SB don't spy seven five
5000 islands on my fuckin' wallet
I be man, I'm a island man
There ain't else by me, man
(Ha, ha)

I tell float on and go on to the ozone
I'm so gone, my blunt a prolong
I pro long and hold on to it a trombone
I'm so and um, I got that cock back
I need that thumb bone

So on
You get the one with the on it
That's the one goes dit

I'm so when I spit

Put my up in yo ass
Now I'm kickin' in yo
Now I'm pitchin' at yo

And she it with her lip
Nah, she catch it with her
And I'm the president
She tried to catch it on her

I tell her, whoa, easy,
I'm king so she eat the baby, wait
Shit way more crazier
We flip the bitch she was in the gymnasium
I ain't fuckin' the bitches with the stadium

no dome, bitch, go home
Yeah, bi-bi-bi bitch,
I the hundred winters on my snow cone
Lil' nigga like he get his bowl on
man, pimp stro, pimp stro
I can let my money go when the wind

Then it come right back like a
And them bitches understand me like 10 fo
Niggas is like instrumentals
I bet you bitches understand me 10 fo

Get ya top chopped and get low
like my Benzo
Ridin' with my friend's
No, I mean my friends

all my hoe's friends
Takin' all my hoe's
That make that globe spin
I tell these young niggas, or die

Won't get that Benz if they don't them
Eyes dip 'em thighs, thin 'em and if you reach at
I, I don't preach, I screech and give you with them fries

Come to the beach and
I live where all the seagulls fly
See baby, I'm so
All I need you to do is shut up and fry
(Ha, ha)

Yeah,
Me an' Mac is just two niggas the same hood
They all from the same tree, cut the same wool
I'm the young lion and he the young bull
Now me da bull
That on my hip, now I gotta hand in the pool

I had a Lammy in school, I it was diablo red
I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I-ed because of what you
Chyee, I'm sharp as an
And I keep it bumpin' like a mothafuckin'
Two twins me up like genies
I'm finished, I say Billion

When I'm they say, "Weezy, you killed it"
Hop on yo and say, "Weezy, you healed it"
So fly I got wings on me
A gun glued on me but I pop ya in ya

Now I got food on me
Now that was real rude,
And I smell like a plant
Money muthafucka, where that cheese at?