Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying private Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so of ballin'
Yeah, Only selling work to workaholics
Got guns than you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your ass hopes somebody give you rhythm
I got animal all in my
your shoes off at the door
Niggas feed these bitch's lies, nigga food poison my ho
I buy my for the low, like a coupon on at the store
My nigga's like with that good
My nigga's like Lou with that blow
be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then fools goin' see you choke
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she tryin' to on and let go
Boy I get up in pussy and hit her with moves you don't even know
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I done came too far to get
been outchea gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick your out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat
Nigga's be lukewarm at the
And when I'm ballin' I coach
Shout out to my nigga
Gettin' his boo on in Ghost
I'm still coming off the top of the
But be on a tombstone if I wrote

My kids already and they don't even know
These sayin' they playa's, they ain't even scored
My rolling my weed, she don't even smoke
Everybody following me, I even Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne in nine countries
I found a way it was hiding from me
Yeah, my weed good, my sex
Bitch, text me no long letters
I'm ahead of the game, I a blowjob
of these ho's ain't got no job
And these goin' buy em' everything
You fuck around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I a haircut
Used to hug the block, I mean hug
And tell them rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, snare drums
I woke up this morning, rock hard
Dick than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do shit for all my nigga's
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, life is full of decisions
If she ain't fuckin', she get the
Let me write this a parking ticket
Ain't got time for life
All I know is get
I'm like Bonjour
Twisted French braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that shift, man these nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel in that pussy and I didn't even know
I woke up and like I didn't even know her

Don't fuck with fuck nigga's, you already know us
I'm looking for that loud pack, bring the noise

Pass that to the next nigga
Blunt than a tongue twista
want this scud missile
I'mma ball, like
Lil Tunchi Li, young sex
New money, no
I'm headed, Ocho
Cinco
Uh

up 5?
Rocko fuck me!
Yeah!
fuck with me!
Yeah!
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man these been dead
5!