Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

[Verse 1: Lamar]
I fucked up the rap game and you ain't know it
I just fucked what's her and you ain't even know it
She got a *censored* tattoo and you ain't know it
We about to form a groupie and you ain't even know it, let's get it
Stuck in a and a hard place
Eminem, Pac and where God
pop that jaw bone
Now bitch nigga tell me how that tar
And even Tarzan can get on,
I never hung out the loud mouth
You got a foul
And that dead gon' smell foul when it fouls out
She my nails in the Bahamas
We ourselves in the Bahamas
She God, meditation and peace
I found myself without a
You everybody having them babies
It's a thing it ain't crazy
If a rapper monogamous, you know the problem is?
Too bitches got rabies
And I a ho hoppin' woman
Stank pussy-poppin'
You fuckin' fool know about you
But my dick need 70 on it
Anything after is just a bonus
And I in the lab with my opponents
And since Sway swayed that list
He got a flatscreen the morning
'em I need my credit when it's due
Tell 'em I need my lettuce it's new
Tell 'em I got a fetish for fine fabric and saying, "Fuck you"
Tell 'em it's TDE 'til I'm DDT'd in grave
And Top is proof
my nigga Whoo Kid get free, ain't shit comin' for free
I'm 'bout to rape you 'til you recoup

[Verse 2: Q]
It's a nigga, that's all day, Backwood hold, three grams
Got a six-shooter, that revolver spinning, shell inside, but won't jam
This hoody here about two stacks, hell yeah that could gon' go ham
Molly in her drink, but she asked me to and oh yeah I got on cam
Gangsta nigga, no trap beats, bet I still sound that new shit
Originality in my blueprint, Figg side, Figuero pimp
Her big ass where my palm hit, pull my dick out, she balm it
Swag all through the world, slide through the sea on a comet
O-X-Y for these morons, that be new shit I'm pushin'
Raise off of them pockets, more of them coffins
These niggas ain't popping, them old niggas to move on
Aw damn I done said it, all can beheaded

3: Ab-Soul]
She ain't but she solo, you ain't even know it
Unsigned sold out shows, you ain't even know it
My lips black but they ain't chapped, she ain't even that
Let's have sex, she said, "Yes", you know she ain't "no"
Seed of life on my chest, my head next to her
My mind all in the clouds, just bought an ounce of the
No when I'm off that loud
I came quick so she
You know I'm good for another
But it's hard when everybody on your
Know real niggas that's crips, I know real niggas that's
real niggas that's thugging like you ain't know what's up
Got codeine in my cup, got a couple checks need cashing
And you could that to the bank, what's life without a balance?
You ain't even it, nigga I be everywhere you ain't even going
I thought it was snowing, but I'm just the coldest out here flowin'
Sick of all that bullshit y'all promoting, but
Carson in the house
Del Amo, watch motherfucking mouth
I took the by storm, just to X men out
I'm crazy out my mind, I put my on the line
The tortoise only makes progress when his neck out
Just a little token of gold if you ain't it, though

[Verse 4: Jay
Respect, I get the
I'm so dope I'm a kilo
36 Os, you don't even know I'm gettin' cheese like
You mad that we BMFing, bitch-ass niggas PMSing
I never show my hands, know my plans
keep them guessing
Rock, I was off the
Now a nigga back like a and a half
Shooting up the set Spielberg
See the big picture when them flash
I don't post a lot on
That's the quickest way get you man
Leave that for the bitches man
Alphabet boys, they'll get ass
IRS, was on a nigga
Cashed out, not I'm scot-free
Got my passport in my JanSport, now I'm
You don't even it
Rock killin' this shit, no gloves, no mask on me
Just 100 thousand on me
Back then, I was doing bad,
All my bad now
My old try to keep tabs on me
to say I'm the man now
Fuck ass nigga stand down
the shots go up and it's man down
Hands down, still
No prescription, I'm
Suplex a pussy, been off the edge
Too late to push me, nigga I ain't off
Used to move Flakes like Kellogg's
Pull up to the bank, count paper like
Top Dawg, Money Gang, bitch, we've on
Clothesline the beat, nigga, John
having stripes, can't walk in my Adidas
Kicked in the door, on the Nina
Black Hippy shit, rock gon' 'em

Future]
I'm turned up every day, you don't know it
Got your bitch with me now, you don't even know it
We turn up in the club, you don't know it
Got a hundred comin', you don't even know it
We came up nothin', you don't even know it
Drive a half a million dollar car, you don't know it
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you don't know it
Got a bitch that speak no English, she don't even it
This a thousand dollar pair of shoes, you even know it
This a thousand dollar cup of lean, you don't know it
This a half a million dollar car, you even know it
I up from the bottom, you don't even know it
My niggas all with me on, you don't even know it
Got killers with me right now, you even know it
This a million dollar nigga, you don't even know it
Got a dollar crib nigga, you don't even know it