Luyện nghe bài hát Shades

I'm so
Mack!
Dark ass shades, I cant see them
Now eat fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter
I dont champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Bitch Im on that Patron, fuck with me and get murked
Got a on the gun, that bitch go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a ass swagga, my bitches do too
Verse 1: Mack
Uh, in this bitch, tell em hoes I'm about it
These niggas sweet, a bunch of fucking
The fuck youre talking about, bitch Im a G a thousand
Im on my one two, and bitch Im still
You niggas got problems, well I got problems
My guns all black, make me bring the out 'em
You dont want that,
Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger fuck nina, she horny, you wont see tomorrow (Nigga)
We so fucking cold, young money, old
Life is full of choices and your chose (Nigga)
Im so Holley Grove, f-fuck other niggas
And if the gun's strong paint a fucking picture
Nigga You know what Im on, a bag of that
You know where Im going,(Bitch)im going, going, gone!
Nigga holler at your boy, I-I give a fuck
Got a silence on the gun, me shut you niggas up
Mack!
[hook] Lil
ass shades, I cant see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, forget to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach
Bitch Im on Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, bitch go pu
that go pu
bitch go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too
2: Birdman
Just a third world gangsta, filthy, top ranker
Hustler, caller
Kill 'em all, banking
Big mansions on the
Popping shots out the
Spending were winning
star, money, and power!
Hunting we stunting (Bitch), triggerman hood rich
Built on some solid shit, bad bitch born
Chandelier (Shit), full of bricks
Turn water into wine, hit set and paint that bitch

O-O-Out the with them doves, stashes for the plug
Greeny red bottom, throwing hundreds in the
Bossing on the shine, we the niggas shit
Blood to blood-line, white black tints
Head light, red light, them at the green light
Flash light, fast life, hit 'em for a cheap
Uptown swagger life, like we live it twice
Point blank aim (Nigga), give ah fuck about the
[Hook] lil
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, forget to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach
Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that go pu
that go pu
bitch go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a ass swagga, my bitches do too
Verse 3: Lil
Bitch Im from New
Rest in Magnolia Shorty
And I from Hollygrove
That bitch is wild as a
I go stupid, I go
The grass is in my garden
Swagger meaner than the
Pow pow pow I ain't arguing, hah
Leave a nigga
If you scared go see the
Got a silencer on the gun but them bullets speakin
Got a bitches tweaking
To tell me all of their
And if I get in that
Im on her walls graffiti
You's dead bread, you're a fed ass nigga
Im on my vampire, bloody red nigga
Fuck Fucking Lil Tunechi get your head smashed nigga
Hit you dead on the call that dead cash nigga
And it's . party time waynes world
Party excellent Waynes world
Tonight im probably fucking another nigga
Party time excellent world
lil wayne
Dark ass shades, I cant see them
Now eat these bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it my stomach hurt
Bitch Im on Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, bitch go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a ass swagga, my bitches do too