Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

I'm stackin', but if I just so happen was it
I probably would be posted up thugin', crack are somethin'
I had to leave it alone 'cause the rats are
Look like my return be long the streets keep asking for me

Young savage on the mound ova now
I'm in and a town where's the muthafuckin' crown
And now I don't no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 don't let me down

Collaborate, just fuck wit them that's me sick
Sbroil bitches don't want share, so I'm taking dis
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back tha hope
No money, no love, just tears, weed, blood, and

I'm like slim, these don't feel my pain
A problems and but a bitch ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels ain't
we just trying see which one

I'm so
And I'm gon' all and
My muthafuckin' bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting

They hate to see a ballin'
rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
Bitch regarded

If the shit ain't den I can't grin
And if it don't make money it don't sense
If you really 'bout nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause around stuntin' nigga emp yo clip

My grand so ridickuless, you can me da clips
And I slap all my you can call me a pimp
I'm like the candy lady, I got them chips
I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and Beyonce

2 home boys doin' 7 wait till da touch
So many people up in dat I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not I'm scared
But no they coming I hope they shoot for my head

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' niggas, brains up
And I'm just started

hate to see a nigga ballin'
They see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
nigga regarded

18 lacks nigga, How you hate dat?
Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake nigga
Y'all ain't got do shit just it to me
Push for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat

Turn up da beat a pen paper give me one
Put a bar on it disrepute dis heat
I got tha fuckin' bug buzzin' in dis streets
I know you heard a young Trill E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was where I'm gone go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da
I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man dats all I fuckin' more
You gone gets mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

Still good, still can get you on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge, I'm da wit da snow
To let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I hope y'all been it
Wat up playa, I'm da new of da city nigga

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My muthafuckin' bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting

They to see a nigga ballin'
rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, see money
Bitch nigga