Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my Patricia
Young Money militia and I am the
You want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the world enigma?
Two at the same time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted she open when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I her

Life is a bitch and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family
You know father and we all know mother nature
all in the family, but I am of no relation

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

I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' shit
La or Young Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

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

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

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

Stop playin', bitch, I got this on dead bolt
so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like jaw broke

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

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

And I call it like I see it and my on
But most y'all don't get the picture 'less the is on
Satisfied with nothin', you don't know the of it
Money, Cash Money

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

You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an
I got through that like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swagg' you kill for
Money too strong, pockets on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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