Luyện nghe bài hát Sucka Free

What's up, nigga? What's up, my
loungin', you know, 'Bout to crack this forty ounce++++
Oh, look at you, lil' ol' alcoholic ass,
Well, you know I got to have it, my brother, ain't changed

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

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

Did you miss me? It took a little time to get free
But since a young G PPC, ain't no shame in the name
And still true to the game, still servin' suckers, just the
No sense, and dwellin' in the past tense, I with Quik
So you better check your ladies, gents, I'ma teach her
How to break you, right I break her

After I make her, then I shake her, yeah, I know, you it all before
But I deal, 'cause I see you're still simpin' for a hoe
pimp but you're payin' for the pu', silly sucker
Punk muthafucka, they only flock and jock 'cause you're up
They pocket books and you're still judgin' bitches by looks
When really all about, what she can do for you

I do for me and still see a true, really? Do you hear me,
Got your name all on lips, but your chick trips
Oh no, will I lower to your level and I got seventeen for ya, devil
Too True to ever let a sucker like you, me do somethin'
That I don't wanna do, I'm still real it, you gots to deal with it

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