Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she live in Fort and I'm closer to South Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and keep my clean
I say the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth please
I see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in this bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve,
I didn't answer my phone, I said I get service
My new Nina told me that she sick of being a virgin

up the work for an hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches help, before they leave I check they
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the trap with my shirt off
I'ma get these millions and I put on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the was a jerk off
Got a bad bitch curvy like a curveball
Let her too much, now her pussy taste like Smirnoff
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy a fur ball
Fuck the other side we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to drop this two and shit
Just to let you that a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots part two
Gotta let 'em know that Lil Tunechi Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
with me wrong, get the hammer
Thank God I'm home the slammer, was gone for the hammer
Stompin' the yard like a
Niggas was bananas, I'm calm like a camel
I'm that strong like a camel
I bet my life we gamble, y'all shippin' keys
We shippin' grand
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew ammo
I'm gone, two fingers up, bitch, I'm
Rich forever, Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my destiny
the House of Deréon
This plane that I'm on is private, my own
So no checkin' my
She sent a naked, I said it's on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm to South Beach
I told her to over, she said, "okay, don't fall asleep"
She say she can be my and keep my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in mouth please
I don't see nothing wrong with some and lip service
motherfucker, tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I answer my phone, I said I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she sick of a virgin

Now I don't get excited nigga, I just get
I don't get invited to these bitches pity
I don't do narcotic even a nigga got it
Countin' all this money, I feel I got arthritis
Baggin' up the work for a hour, hurtin'
Let my bitches me, 'fore they leave I check their purses
for the wait, the confusion, the disturbance
Got me movin' weight, and these verses
Whippin in the kitchen in the trap house my shirt off
I'm gon' get these and I put that on my first born
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' 'bout the ward
The DA was a and the judge was a jerk off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you hear us yellin', suwoop, suwoop,

Blood gang,
And it's that Sorry 4 the 2, ooh
And I'm so for the wait too, yeah

for the wait, had to drop that part two and shit
Just to let you know that a nigga doin' it
Workin' like a slave, talking part two and shit
for the wait, Lil Tunechi still Tunechi bitch, yeah