Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Grizzy

Bitch im on my grizzy,
money where ya at?,
Two and a mic,
the Dj run it back,

Bitch im on my grizzy,
money where ya at?,
If you fuck wit Money,
Young where you at?,
Like the bunny wit a battery pack,
Boy that drummer drummin, like B-r-r-at-at-at-tat,
Or B-r-r-rump-bum-bum-bum,And
Im so young but im a Giant Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
Just a new crib, inside so dumb,
Got some money put away, in case the come,
Im a shame huh? yea i know yea i know,
I go out the country to get all my and my hoes,
i go out my way to get my dro and my doe,
Cause, I love it more than i love my yes i doess,
I got comin out my pores,
torch,
I got glasses that white boy Scott Storch,
And a porsche,
I got for tha scortch,
Snipers at porch,
by the forts,
And we up courts,
The juss a bitch,
The jury dick,
Im a blood,
And i dont smoke crip,
I that kush,
First Bubba,
First Young,
name Stunna,
in the office,
Take notes im talkin,
Smooth as a cruise boat floats im walkin,
I boast im ballin,
I to be ballin,
When im on the phone wit man the money keep callin,
You satisfied till ya son'll be callin,
you where to leave the money in the mornin,
Ok you wanna zombie instead,
when you walk in ya house and everybody dead,
I can take a where i stand,
Where i stand...and you pussies piss in ya pants,
You aint a man a hoe,
I can him with the flow,
And then play the at the fuckin funeral,
Big guns so they big shots,
And my game go Hussein and missile launch,
The Corrain call me Chain,
Listen ma, i know karate, but after the brain, i kick you out,
You niggas suck tony romo, no homo,
And im all my money, i get paid for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, they say money talks
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i jump, il prolly land in ya bitch,
Boy that hoe colder than my and my wrist,
Boy im more cooler a fan and a mint,
And im done this track will need a couple bandages,
I be wit savages and im average,
Im a crazy ass star a fuckin asterick,
You niggas cant see me, im on my shit,
so much game, i fuck around and lap a bitch,
The club a grocery, i juss bag a bitch,
And you kno im score like Deion after picks,
Im rollin on a pill, she get that after dick,
And when my robe came down whut i did after it,
I popped and took patron shots,
I pop and took some Grey goose shots,
I pop popped...yea..
Young bitch, and if you niggas wan' do it , we chop chop,
ya back on tha block,
We pop cops,
And aint no rights on my block,
I got shop,
I got that dro, i got them pills, i got yay,
Give it to them hoes and them bitches freak away...