Luyện nghe bài hát Birdz N tha Beez

[Verse 1: DJ
I don't really give a fuck what you
I only really a fuck what you drink
I'm a bar-tender, car spender, a lender, cash spender, ass bender
A ass
Get it like a bar throw in here
A whorehouse, got these bitches naked through out the whole house
the fuck U think my life is about?
Bitches
What the fuck U that butter knife was about?
Bitches
Tell what the fuck this nigga's is about
Do he just be shit? No I doubt
He got years of
Like reballin credit on a Mastercard
it right between the pussy then I bash the broad
Then I it for a minute
As I punch through my
I waited for the pearls come out
Loan put on hold, Bankrupt, get ya stunk
like Pooh bear, I opened up ya cock & hollered sayin
"Who there?" (Nobody, what?)
That's nice, little buggers done grew up the be the size of
So I jumped back & for my coller
Her pussy appreciated the pennies on the
Now what the
If U want the dick get the up
And stop actin an old tampon, stuck up
Give me somethin to get my on
Then on, what up
I'll you bust nuts till I nut up

(Chorus 2X)
The birdz and the
All the
Not with consume, up become roomed
...The fuck up in the room with the door (Door locked!)
up, divorce the bitch, leave'er lookin' for some more cock (More cock!)

[Verse 2:
We ride, cock, juicy boo
Like and Pirus, shit, we goin do
I fell in the club and hit the dance
Yo' boy got mad cause I dipped his ho
Baby had my tootise, returnin'
She was sick got me lookin' for Bismol
Chips stackin, jaws smackin, droppa
Dice shake ya money makin, poppa
Home wreckin, ho checkin, dick is
Bring me back, from the liquor store
Bet cha didn't that yo ho is a freak
Every week she got up in the jaw meat
And I policy
it out
U zip my zipper before we get it out
They wanna be touched by the click
Don't hate, participate, y'all that shit

[Verse 3:
I bump on this trouble
What I'm on make it a double
When I'm wit who, think I'd a
More money and
Shake the like a trick up
three up off to the good
When I'm I'm jacky
When I'm a I'm saggie
I'm high I'm a fly guy in the khakis
Big dick of the day, ran the man
When I put in floss mode for hands
U gone bad
Ho ya had
it up in the pad
Dick suck and I'm
Neva what a ho was
Checkin yo
While I'm sittin in a class digit in the ass
Nigga, you done lost ya pass (strip nigga)
3 of 4 niggas ran upon that ass
Scratch up on the gas of the S5
Like when I said when I bump on trouble
Can I ... (oooooh)

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