Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, them ho's I'm ready
Them nigga's pissed off, em' R. Kelly
I'm higher than a bitch, I that Keisha, Frank, and Neffie
Man all of broads on my Johnson like Betsey
Got a in my wallet, blacker than that nigga Wesley
Life is a bitch, well my is sexy
First I'm on the jet, and I'm on the jet ski
I make these female dogs heel, like
Man you be shit, and I be poppin' off
I'm full of alcohol, like a cotton
I pick em' up and Mr. G just drop em' off
I serve ho's, Mr. Volleyball
Spikes on my shoes, the Lou B's
I'm on my P's and Q's, QP's
Nigga I'm chillin, catch a cool
I build a house, if money grow on trees
Fuck with me wrong, I send your head to momma
bed nigga, where the fuck is your pyjamas
Blood all day, period, no
Everybody to watch, but I'm timeless

Lil Wayne]
Dark ass shades, I can't see haters
Now eat these fuckin' bullets, forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it my stomach hurt
Bitch I'm on that Patron, fuck with me and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that go 'pew'
That bitch go,
bitch go, 'pew'
Got a on the gun, that bitch go 'pew'
Got a ass swagger, my bitches do too

2: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, rest in Magnolia Shorty
And I come from Hollygrove, bitch is wild as a safari
I go stupid, I go retarded, The grass is in my garden
Swagger meaner the warden
Pow pow pow, I ain't arguing
Leave a lieakin', if you scared go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun, but them still speakin'
Got a bunch of tweakin, to tell me all of their secrets
And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her walls like
You's a dead pita bread, you're a fed ass
I'm on my vampire, bloody red nigga
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get your head smashed
Hit you dead on the money, call that dead cash
And it's, party time, excellent, World
Party time, excellent, World
I'll prolly fuck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent, World