Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Winters

SB don't spy seven five
islands on my fuckin' wallet chain
I be man, I'm a island man
ain't nothin' else by me, man
(Ha, ha)

I tell them float on and go on to the
I'm so gone, my like a prolong
I pro long and hold on to it like a
I'm so and um, I got that cock back
I don't that thumb bone

So on
You get the one the drum on it
That's the one goes dit

I'm so terrific when I

Put my up in yo ass
Now I'm kickin' in yo
Now I'm pitchin' at yo

And she it with her lip
Nah, she catch it with her
And I'm the president
She tried to it on her blouse

I her, whoa, easy, baby
I'm cake so she eat the baby, wait
Shit gets way crazier
We flip the bitch like she was in the
I ain't fuckin' with the bitches the stadium

no dome, bitch, go home
Yeah, bi-bi-bi bitch,
I spit the hundred winters on my cone
Lil' nigga walkin' he get his bowl on
Boss man, pimp stro, stro
I can let my money go when the wind

Then it come right like a rental
And make them bitches understand me 10 fo
is simple like instrumentals
I bet you understand me like 10 fo

Get ya top chopped and get low
Somethin' my Benzo
with my friend's hoes
No, I my hoe's friends

Fuckin' all my friends
all my hoe's ends
That make that globe spin
I tell these young niggas, or die

Won't get that if they don't split them
Eyes dip 'em thighs, thin 'em and if you reach at
I, I don't preach, I screech and give you beef with them

Come to the beach and
I live where all the little fly
See baby, I'm so
All I need you to do is just up and fry
(Ha, ha)

Yeah,
Me an' Mac is just two from the same hood
They all from the same tree, cut from the same
I'm just the young and he the young bull
Now slam me da
That pistol on my hip, now I hand in the pool

I had a Lammy in school, I think it was red
I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I-ed of what you said
Chyee, I'm as an image
And I it bumpin' like a mothafuckin' blemish
Two twins shrink me up like
When I'm finished, I say

When I'm finished they say, "Weezy, you it"
Hop on yo and say, "Weezy, you healed it"
So fly I got wings on me
A gun glued on me but I pop ya in ya

Now I got yesterday's on me
Now that was real rude,
And I smell a weed plant
Young muthafucka, where that cheese at?