Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying private through 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so tired of
Yeah, Only selling work to workaholics
Got bigger than you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your bitch ass hopes give you rhythm
I got all in my flo'
your shoes off at the door
Niggas these bitch's lies, nigga don't food poison my ho
I buy my drugs for the low, like a on at the store
My nigga's like with that good
My nigga's like Lou Rawls with that
Niggas be sayin' they up, don't let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then those fools see you choke
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you don't even
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I done too far to get close
I've been outchea gettin' bread, and I need you all in my loaf
If you stick your out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat
Nigga's be lukewarm at the
And I'm through ballin' I coach
Shout out to my Mack
Gettin' his boo on in Ghost
I'm still coming off the top of the
But be on a tombstone if I wrote

My kids already rich and they don't even
These nigga's sayin' playa's, they ain't even scored
My bitch rolling my weed, she don't even
Everybody following me, I even Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne illegal in countries
I a way like it was hiding from me
Yeah, my good, my sex better
Bitch, text me no long letters
I'm of the game, I need a blowjob
Most of these ain't got no job
And these goin' buy em' everything
You goin' around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I need a
Used to hug the block, I mean hug
And tell them rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, snare drums
I woke up morning, dick rock hard
Dick harder than a
MLK be proud of me, cause I do this shit for all my nigga's
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, life is full of decisions
If she fuckin', she get the boot
Let me write this bitch a ticket
Ain't got for love life
All I know is get
I'm like Bonjour
Twisted French braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm working graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel asleep in that pussy and I even know
I woke up and acted I didn't even know her

Don't fuck with these fuck nigga's, you already us
I'm looking for that pack, weedman bring the noise

Pass that weed to the nigga
Blunt longer than a twista
want this scud missile
I'mma ball, Crystal
Lil Tunchi Li, sex pistol
New money, no
I'm hard headed,
Cinco
Uh

up 5?
Rocko with me!
Yeah!
fuck with me!
Yeah!
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man these nigga's dead
5!