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, Glock 40 for fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi casa su
My choppa go dada thahehahehahehahya

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