Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka a spritzer
Swagger down pat, my shit Patricia
Young Money and I am the commissioner
You don't want to with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the without enigma?
Two at the same time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when ya her
Never met the bitch, but I'll her like I missed her

is a bitch and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a family picture
You know father time and we all know mother
all in the family, but I am of no relation

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

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

Yeah, I'm goin' in

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

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

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

Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on bolt
so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers crazy like they jaw broke

Glass half-empty, half-full, spill ya
Try me and run into a wall,
You know I'mma ball 'til they turn off the lights
The fruits of my labor, I them while they still ripe

Bitch, stop playin', I do it a king do
If these nigga's animals then have a mink suit
them bitches I said put my name on the wall
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 most y'all don't get the picture the flash is on
Satisfied nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Cash

Paper chasin', tell paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, G's move in silence like lasagna
say I'm borderline crazy, sort of, kinda
Woman of my dreams? I sleep so I can't find her

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

in a wishing well, now wish me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, it kiss and tell

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

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

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

Niggas think they high as I, I come at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told fuck niggas, so many times
I keep 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 no peace on my side

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