Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto

I'm the fuckin' man, you get it do ya?
Type of money everybody acting they knew ya
Go uptown, New York bitch
Some girls love me like I'm Aventura
Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, fuckin' women much to do
Wrist bling, got a up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't shit
How you feel? How you How you feel?
five sittin' on twenty-five mil uhh
I'm in the and I'm feeling myself
Rest in Mac Dre, I'mma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla wen ever that
My good, we don't really need a mascot
Tune "light one, pass it like a relay"
YMCMB you niggas YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marl at the cribbo
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, to Gibbo
We got Santa Margarita by the
She know even if I'm with her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, how you feel man?
really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin' ice cold, all bitches wanna chill
I maybe she won't
Then maybe she will
I can almost she know the deal
nigga wassap

Now she a photo Ya
You already though
You only live once, the motto nigga YOLO
We it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin' on the bench, nigga we don't play
Every day, every day, fuck anybody say
see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real wassup?

One, time fuck one
I'm niggas out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the
Almost drowned in her so I swam to her butt
It's Eastside, we in bitch
Wish a would like a tree in this bitch
And if a fall put some weed in that bitch
That's my MO add a B to shit
I'm up, torn down
I'm twisted: knob
stupid, off with your head!
Nigga money and Mr Ed! Ya
I'm so Young Money got a on the gun
bunny
Funny how honey ain't sweet sugar
Ain't shit sweet on the street like hookers
I tongue kiss her tongue
skeet skeet: water gun
Oh my God Becky look at her

Wassap
Real nigga
Real nigga

Wassap,