Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfing

No ceilings..
o o ok, i got this chrome on bugatti
Im in this bugatti
2 v8s aint no thing as driving calm in this bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill the purp
dont f-ck me cuz right now im higher than Captain Kurk
I swear i be the sickest n-gga, u can ask the
and if you it in the bag, i bet ill snatch her purse
Ok i spazz, i
u last, im
im on ur ass dirt
behind cash, get murk
im talkin big n-gga, join my hit list n-gga
whats the matter? ur bladder im the sh-t piss n-gga
shoot the witness,
hold court in the
and convict this
oh d-ckless
man im with the blucka
money muthaf-cka
u bet we gon do our
well aint it in the summer
and we for the comers
and whoever us
and u kno imma bust my ass my crew very humongous
I said T.I hold ya
and hold ya head
wish i could but i cant say some other cuz of the feds
and to my bloods, red
man u know how we
and if it to be the boss, oh well i guess i gotta pay
im a New n-gga, i dont take no sh-t
take the brain off the whip now it dont no sense
stunt hard on these b-tches i aint promise
now kickin it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
Few them killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?)
and we roll b-tches thick, make them look like Tocara?
man im to for these n-ggas, and three much for these hoes
the is in my hands, and i keep my hands closed

i love my baby mommas, they get my highest
gotta care of them kids , man i kno ya heard Obama
and i live on an island, Atlantic in my
i just tell my pilot to it in my backyard
quarter back shot gun, you dont get any yards
b-tch i ball hard, all the back boards
pretty boy Floyd step up i crack yours
and at the White House we pull up at the back doors

around like im thirty feet tall
Tiger Woods all these hoes tryna birdy these
and the Porche 911 emergency calls
man i just be chillin, im cool like Lou
young in the building, im puttin up new walls
n-gga take Mrs Officer and set some new laws
my flow is like two logs
young mula we the new sh-t and new
now get off my d-ck , i f-cking wit cha
watch me shoot to the bank, im a money
weezy beat the beat up Sonny Liston
red do me good then her friend, her sister
i mean her bitch, she never met her friends a sister
i leave her p-ssy microsoft like vista
young tunche, pop that cucci for a hoe
bullet in you boys memory, now u act u dont know
east side who i do it for, eagle street by the store
katrina wiped the city out but f-ck wit holly grove
lost some real niggas i knew a long time ago
but heaven or hell im hopin they be where ima go
take a nigga gal and make her come me a private show
still long hair, dont care, a navajo
im the hardest sh-t go in ur ass and
i smash this verse, and i and surf
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