Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

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

Look, I'm the of October
I ain't drive I got chauferred
Bring me flutes,
Rose and shots over
I better when I'm not sober
I smoke good no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights back home no over
Still spittin' shit that they shot 'Pac over
The shit my look shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a of seven
A migraine, take two
I'm the one twice I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I do it second
I swear be eyein' me all hard
And lyin' to they girls and drivin' the same
Sittin' there wishin' problems became ours
'Cause we have nothin' in
Since I done became
I done became big swervin' right in to my peer's
Same dudes that used to holla my engineer's
One touch I could make the drapes and the change
An show me the city that without fear claim
What I set seems to extinguish
kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own see the paper cut fingers
My song is ya girlfriend's wakin' up
Heh, or alarm, or
She be at six in the morn' if I let her
But I never get attracted to
a eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I knew that I could figga
How to get these label to offer 'em good figures
And me doin' the shows gettin' nervous 'cause
Them hipsters gon' have to get alone with hood niggas
It's all good I'm goin off lights when the show's over
Make pasta rent a call hoes over
Rest in to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"
I'll slow ya, got no holster
Wet on ya table nigga no coaster
Burn bread boy no toaster
G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no
They handin' chips to me nigga no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Money soldier
My cup over,
The same I ball with, I fall with
On Southern drawl shit
of the year, '06 Chris Paul shit
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These cases don't workout I hope we can on
Makin' to pay any Judge Judy off
First I'm a do is free Weezy, go

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And I take
I don't that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, big
I'm to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt
And if the food ain't on the I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me Roy
Junior fightin' the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't leave me
And I'm a cheese head to Vince Lombardi
to Marky Mark leave a snitch departed
All that like the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy like it's
Red light on it like recordin'
I ain't I'm jus C4'in
My currency
We are in a league they
dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya ya face fallin'
the game from the side I'm play callin'
No I say that I'm flawless
But I, damn sure tarnish
My pistol got comments for ya
I'm so high I can on a comet
K Y no I'm on it
Weezy F. Baby new bitch
You know what they say 'bout when ya itch
I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get
Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that toilet quick like when bones spit
That's right bitch I'm back on my shit
That automatic k no ice chrome shit
And ya' boyfriend softer than a pit
I "fuck the world" wit' a long dick
Motherfucker I'm me, yeah I'm me
You niggas sweet like the in which I eat
Fireman burn down ya' entire
So fly I'm a off when I leap, bye
And you can suck my
Stand on my money headbutt Yao
Putcha in the oven if ya' touch my things
I'm shufflin' the 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the
House full of bitches like Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus screamin' mothafucker do you her
Drizzy Drake the lick read?
We make boy Roy and Sigfreid
Whoo! Young Moula baby,