Luyện nghe bài hát Sucka Free

What's up, nigga? up, my brother?
Just loungin', you know, 'Bout to this forty ounce++++
Oh, at you, lil' ol' alcoholic ass, nigga
Well, you know I got to have it, my brother, nothin' changed

You wanna hit it? Yeah, what's up? Hey man, you me
What's up with the album, Hey man, we tryina finish
That muthafucka, man and I one more song, no shit
Yeah, I to know, if you wanted to bust on it?
Oh, without a doubt you know I'd love to that shit
You was bustin' for me the phone

That sucka free Yeah, I remember that shit
Well, won't you put that shit right about
Sucka, sucka, sucka, now a raises up off of you

Did you miss me? It took a time to get sucka free
But since a young G it's PPC, no shame in the name
And still true to the game, still servin' suckers, the same
No sense, and dwellin' in the past tense, I with Quik
So you check your ladies, gents, 'cause I'ma teach her
How to you, right before I break her

I make her, then I shake her, yeah, I know, you heard it all before
But I can't deal, I see you're still simpin' for a hoe
Claimin' pimp but payin' for the pu', silly sucker
Punk muthafucka, they only flock and 'cause you're fillin' up
They pocket books and you're still judgin' bitches by looks
When it's really all about, she can do for you

I do for me and still see a true, really? Do you hear me,
Got your name all on your lips, but chick trips
Oh no, never will I lower to your and I got seventeen for ya, devil
Too True to ever let a sucker you, make me do somethin'
That I don't wanna do, I'm still real with it, you gots to deal it

I that ass like a clocker, I don't give a fuck but who you're doin'
How doin or what you do it with, you better miss me
With the shit, so when you're speakin' on the Playa Hamm
Or my nigga Quik, everybody knows, you're on a fat dick
It ain't nothin to in your ass, so that you see clear boomin'
In your ear, so I you hear bump this in your coupe
With your R&B wanna be me? Trick ass, I'm free