Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a
down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money and I am the commissioner
You want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the girl 'cause she open when ya twist her
met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm back in

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

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

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

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

Glass half-empty, half-full, I'll ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma ball 'til they turn off the 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 then I'mma have a suit
Tell them bitches I said put my name on the
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told fuck niggas, so many times
That I these bucks steady 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 my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side 'cause ain't no peace on my

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