Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Winters

SB spy seven five jeans
5000 islands on my fuckin' chain
I be wallin' man, I'm a man
ain't nothin' else by me, man
(Ha, ha)

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

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

I'm so terrific I spit

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

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

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

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

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

Get ya top and get trimmed low
like my Benzo
Ridin' with my hoes
No, I mean my friends

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

Won't get that Benz if they don't them
Eyes dip 'em thighs, thin 'em ties and if you at
I, I don't preach, I screech and give you with them fries

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

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

I had a Lammy in school, I it was diablo red
I'm T.I red, I'm T.I red, you D.I-ed because of what you
Chyee, I'm as an image
And I keep it bumpin' like a blemish
Two twins shrink me up genies
I'm finished, I say Billion

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

Now I got food on me
Now that was rude, homie
And I like a weed plant
Young Money muthafucka, where that at?