Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Nice

Yo me up some b!
I'm about to lace
it out
I'm not a joke b!
think I'm not nice
This is for punk muthafuckas!
Yo yo yo yo yo yo!
See the game was always the man's sport
That's Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred grams bought
In the jumpin inside the Jansport
An unruly
We ain't care who we
Shit was all the until Juli came with a moody aim
You know the nigga
A fight jerk
Acting like a kind host but time for a roach
A indo
That's when yo, I said I'm messin these bimbos
It's easier to hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
It take much to make her
Just take her to a where It's nice
Show her the ice and might her a fake fur
girls I control them classy
Old and
Old and
I ain't gonna front that nigga Gold he me
But now I'm flowin fastly, jazzy
Just a while ago I was rollin
We was on the low wit
But now what we
A and lavish lifestyles
My girl yo she pies
A benz is what my wife
You know Qeet'
thug
But she me and loves
Don't let your head her slug
she sprayed out and layed out
Ineffections of
A little thick chick that hit quick
Do for the dick dick
You know what else puzzles me?
I find this a riddle
How come you got a lot?
say you got a little
Like they say you act a little
Cause you got a money
And you did a song and
Made a little
Oh, you know my
Oh, you you a little star
you got a little fans and you drive a little car
I prove they all are
Saying they got a fire
Hang em up on a wire
Yo, you you got attire
To the like Stoudamire
I'm a harsh nigga
That drink liquor
A six car getter
You know
He ain't
a star figure
Platinum
Hangs with
Chills up at barmitzfah's
He the hooligans
Now we eat at
Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We them niggas Who the Man
Pulled the toast out on these niggas one
And even ran
You that I'm a skitzo
Who listens to
But I'm quick
And old school like Hungry Hippo
Ask my Queens niggas where I get bimbo
Now I beat up
Eat up
Ask my man how I beat up
And when I'm out of
I got to quick
sells pies
Drink from to St. Ides
hit my bank rise
And no bitch I high!
I've hotter
I was in pampers hittin pinatas
You win
on I got put on by Mase and Big Poppa
So I'm glad you sat
I want uncle Un to pull the gats down
You scrap
I heard you back down
But me I never down
My mother, she can sign
I know you're thinkin' It's bout that time
To say nigga I rewind that
So go ahead and it faggot