Luyện nghe bài hát I.B.S.

Lemme tell y'all a story about myself
This right here is a story, check it out though

hurt my salary, alter my personality
Give it to you real, I can't feed my no fallacy
You know my attitude, arrogant, cocky
off papi food, used to be a stocky dude

Weighed two twenty, wit two honies, I monie
It's true dummy, need a new tummy
I berserk, it was no fun to work
my stomach hurt, rippin' off my undershirt

The was no comparison, stomach started cherishin'
Throwin' up in public, yo fuck it, it was
Regurgitatin', green, yellow, burgundy,
But my urgency soon, the emergency room

In there, no salvage, treated like a cold
They said pimpin' symptoms, huh, a dope
There you have it, but they find no heroin
Coke, crack, dope, weed, but that's my medicine

My baby mama, mama and my
Say I'm too gordy, word to my blue maurys
This is a true
I got stomach pain, don't matter sun or
Thought that it went away, uh oh, it come again

Never mind stuntin', puffin, doc spent his time frontin'
He like a bad detective, he find nuttin'
Besides that though, I can't enjoy a movie,
My son up, I'm lookin' like the movie thinner

I'm suicide, do or die, sit and cry
hurt my baby moms askin' if I'm gettin' high
She play me a thug, I told the lady I love
If it ain't hustlin' ma, please don't relate me to

I'm weight though, everyday pounds and muscles
Gotta get off my ass, hit some and hustle
Bein' sick, huh, it get you know
I was too to do shows, but still equipped to move O's

You my attitude, get it how I get it
If I can shoot, I turn around, I'm off my
And oops, I I had it mapped
Weight started to again, it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained

My baby mama, and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy, word to my blue
This is a true
I got stomach pain, don't sun or rain
that it went away, uh, oh, here it come again

Ay, yo, god body, I'm bodied, word mommy, vanishin'
go low, the male clinic, Minnesota
I get cake, a rock in a hard place
For me, a odd place, I'm only here by God's grace

Like a lab rat, them tests Cam
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be

The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
And that's irritable bowel child, I hadda spit it
Kick to y'all, so it my fault if I shit on y'all
Get it, get it, get it, get it?

My baby mama, and my grandma
Say I'm too gordy, word to my blue maurys
This is a story
I got stomach pain, don't matter sun or
Thought it went away, uh oh, here it come again

My baby mama, mama and my
Say that I'm too gordy, word to my maurys
This is a true
I got stomach pain, matter sun or rain
Thought that it away, uh oh, here it come again