Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, with a spritzer
Swagger pat, call my shit Patricia
Young militia and I am the commissioner
You don't to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the world without
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I her

Life is a and death is her sister
is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture
You know father time and we all mother nature
It's all in the family, but I am of no

No who's buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds, segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you just huntin' nut
Young runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-up's

I feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this shit
La Tucci or Tunafish

Yeah, I'm goin' in

I my mind, it's somewhere out there stranded
I you stand under me if you don't understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman Tammy
But gon' be ho's so I couldn't blame Tammy

Just talk to moms, her she the sweetest
I beat the up, call it self-defense
Swimmin', I be seein' through this niggas sequins
think they He-man, pow, pow, the end

Talkin' to myself I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world, that's
You of shit, you close your mouth and let you ass talk
Young Money eatin', all you do is add salt

playin', bitch, I got this game on dead bolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck and cut my head off
nigga all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw

half-empty, half-full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma ball they turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy them while they ripe

Bitch, stop playin', I do it a king do
If these nigga's then I'mma have a mink suit
Tell them bitches I put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I that's a foreign language to y'all

And I call it I see it and my glasses on
But y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
with nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Money

chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in silence lasagna
say I'm borderline crazy, sort of, kinda
Woman of my dreams? I sleep so I can't find her

You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got through that sentence a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swagg' you kill for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

Jumped in a wishing well, now me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, it kiss and tell

Word to my mama, I'm out of my bean
Don't wanna see that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana
Now all I is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend

I played the for you niggas that's tryin' to front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
Disturb me and you'll be all over the flo' like

Bitch, I flow scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow through ya
I be macking my stacking, now I pack like a mover
Shout to ratchet for out on behalf of my shooter

think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told these fuck niggas, so times
That I these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause

To feed them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side 'cause ain't no peace on my

Bitch, I'm a man, I visit abroad
Tune me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya Gunna
Gunna,