Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

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

Look, I'm the of October
I ain't here I got chauferred
me champagne flutes,
Rose and shots over
I better when I'm not sober
I smoke good ain't no
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights back no stop over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot over
The my mother look shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a of seven
A migraine, take two
I'm the one over I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it
I swear be eyein' me all hard
And lyin' to they girls and the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' problems became ours
'Cause we have in common
Since I became star
I done became big swervin' in to my peer's lane
Same dudes that used to my engineer's name
One touch I could make the drapes and the sheers
An show me the that I'll without fear claim
What I set seems to never
kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own money see the cut fingers
My song is ya girlfriend's up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or
She be at six in the morn' 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 '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 off like lights when the show's over
Make pasta rent a movie call hoes
in peace to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"
I'll slow ya, got no holster
Wet glass on ya table nigga no
Burn everyday boy no toaster
G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no
They just handin' chips to me no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Money soldier
My cup over,
The same niggas I ball with, I with
On some Southern drawl
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris Paul
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These cases don't workout I we can agree on
enough 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 want T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, big
I'm to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I for it
But in the meantime you can me Young Roy
Jones Junior the drugs and gun charge
Shit, leave me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head word to Lombardi
Word to Marky Mark a snitch departed
All that like the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy like it's
Red light on it it's recordin'
I recordin' I'm jus C4'in
My currency
We are in a league they
dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya eyes ya face
Watch the from the side I'm play callin'
No I say that I'm flawless
But I, damn sure tarnish
My got comments for ya garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a
K Y no I'm on it
F. Baby new born bitch
You know what they say 'bout when ya itch
I'm get money money I'm gon' get
Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that toilet quick like when bones spit
right bitch I'm back on my grown shit
That automatic k no ice just chrome
And ya' boyfriend softer a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" a long dick
Motherfucker I'm me, bitch I'm me
You niggas sweet the pussy in which I eat
burn down ya' entire street
So fly I'm a take off 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 the cards 'bout to cut my queens
But I the dealer
House full of bitches Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus mothafucker do you hear her
Drizzy Drake what the read?
We magic boy Roy and Sigfreid
Whoo! Young baby, yeah