Luyện nghe bài hát Score

[Hook: Shy
Hey boy, Jefe said ,"Go do your chores!"
These some whores
Wipe them out, no remorse
I might go hop in that
Go buy my new bitch a
Soon as I off the porch
I started that torch
He shoots! He scores!
A as I walk in the door

I
I send my goons to your
(Bup bup bup bup) and they
They gonna pass Jefe the
they know for sure Im gonna score
He shoot! He Scores!

[Verse 1: Shy
The is you doing?
Jefe be rocking that
These be super boring
just be rapping, no touring
Straight at ass like a storm
It be four in the morning
We give no what you doing
See, GG bitch we a army
We bust in shit with the tommy's
Your could be making an omelet
Shot her ass straight out her
These niggas be talking like
Im being honest
I can not kick it snitches
no, Im not being modest
Shorty be this flavor
Shorty be his paper
These niggas get them no paper
So they wanna turn haters
I put the in your neighbor
I tipped all the waiters
You mad you can sit at the
Bye boy I'll see you later

Shy Glizzy]
[Verse 2: Shy
The one and the only big
Nigga the fuck is you
Im two away from a mili
They me, "Where is the Glizzies?"
I don't rappers [?]
You got your shit took by the
Boy this shit don't look no Glizzy
Forever Tre-7 to
My dogs they tote big Mac
I don't on doing no telling
Bet my brother ain't telling
All of my niggas, reckless
You see all of my got necklaces
Fuck niggas think gonna test us
Let your stupid ass for the stretcher
I can't to see some of you rappers
me take off my belt while you act up
My niggas come through, beat back up
Your niggas be calling for up
out, watch out for that 'Lac truck
GG QB, get your up
I only make music for
Now go sing your song with the pastor
Shy Glizzy]