Luyện nghe bài hát Sh!t (Remix)

I'm so sorry, so
This, that Sorry 4 The Wait 2, and I'm so sorry

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, 40 for them fake niggas
Throw a everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad in mi casa, no mi casa su casa
My choppa go dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my future shit, I'm too
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up crank and turn into a
Then shoot my bitch behind juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These pussy niggas bricks, I'm too for real
Your head a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My mad as hell cause' it ain't out yet
She soon as these niggas hear your new shit
going have to give they styles back
I "you too crazy", she said "you too humble"
I "you too bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm gon' die on my
Never knees in the dirt, never on my knees
I'm serving these fiends
birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a on these streets since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm stirring the grease
That you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you this week
Like that blunt between my too I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my in Cash Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these
But that shit is old news, that is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I back and shoot at ya flees
Money long, tree trunk, now under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a parakeet
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We doing usual shit, she gonna lube for this
I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the and shit
From up everybody look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body socks
niggas softer than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you crime
I'm from a place where the high rate like Iran
We put yo ass on nightline, I'm on the grass a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they never try
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for shit you the shit
And we know Tha 5 the shit, woah"