Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

Yeah, I ya patience tonight
It's been a moment since I've done public speaking
I now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet
But uh, sometimes you gotta let it out
Young Angel and Lion
You know it is, uh

Look, I'm the property of
I drive here I got chauferred
me champagne flutes,
Rose and some over
I think better I'm not sober
I smoke good ain't no
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights back home no stop
spittin' that shit that they shot 'Pac over
The shit my mother shocked over
Yeah, but with a I'm a group of seven
A migraine, two Excedrin
I'm the one twice over I'm the new
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it
I niggas be eyein' me all hard
And to they girls and drivin' the same cars
Sittin' there their problems became ours
we have nothin' in common
Since I done star
I became big swervin' right in to my peer's lane
Same dudes that to holla my engineer's name
One touch I could make the and the sheers change
An show me the city that I'll fear claim
What I set to never extinguish
Coolest kid out baby word to Inglish
Count my own money see the cut fingers
My song is ya wakin' up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or
She be here at six in the if I let her
But I never get attracted to
'Cause a beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I always knew that I figga
How to get these label heads to offer 'em figures
And me the shows gettin' everyone nervous 'cause
Them hipsters gon' have to get alone with them hood
It's all good I'm goin off like lights the show's over
Make pasta rent a call hoes over
Rest in to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"
slow roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on ya table nigga no
bread everyday boy no toaster
G and Tez got a but I'm no smoker
They just handin' chips to me nigga no
I'm it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier
My cup over,
The niggas I ball with, I fall with
On some drawl shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris Paul
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These cases workout I hope we can agree on
Makin' enough to pay any Judge off
thing I'm a do is free Weezy, go

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And I probation
I want that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, big
I'm goin' to the bank to a big donation
Yeah, I stunt, I stunt hard
And if the food on the stove I hunt for it
But in the you can call me Young Roy
Jones Junior the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head word to Lombardi
Word to Marky leave a snitch departed
All that blood the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy like retarded
Red light on it like it's
I ain't recordin' I'm jus
My currency
We are in a league aren't
dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya eyes ya fallin'
the game from the side I'm play callin'
No I say that I'm flawless
But I, damn don't tarnish
My got comments for ya garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a
K Y no I'm on it
Weezy F. Baby new bitch
You what they say 'bout when ya palm itch
I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get
Young Money in ya tummy and we gon'
An get that toilet paper quick like bones spit
That's right bitch I'm back on my grown
That k no ice just chrome shit
And ya' softer than a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" a long dick
I'm me, yeah bitch I'm me
You niggas sweet like the in which I eat
Fireman burn down ya' street
So fly I'm a off when I leap, bye
And you can my wings
Stand on my money Yao Ming
Putcha hand in the if ya' touch my things
I'm shufflin' the cards 'bout to cut my
But I the dealer
House full of like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus screamin' do you hear her
Drake what the lick read?
We make boy Roy and Sigfreid
Whoo! Moula baby, yeah