Luyện nghe bài hát 2012 Predictions

This is for my internet bloggers, artists
Bitches pulling scams off credit charges
Yeah, 11 is dead, let me share a couple visions I got in my head
I welcome you to 2012, when the once said its the end of the world
So we gonna do it up and live it like our night
So wasted, I cant remember my night
All I see is the future in of me
Nothing all these visionary wannabees
Im a teller man I know shit
rapper, open off my own bitch
New year, Im a again
that, I see Obama winning again
Yeah, Brown and Rihanna getting back togther
Yo Mainom, for
gives a fuck about all that other shit, nigga
Wassup with you? Predict some abotu you, nigga
I wanna hear you,
I give a fuck about no basketball wives
I dont a fuck about none of these bitches on television
and crime and fighting every fucking 5
Wassup you nigga?

All I see is bitches going skiny dipping in my swimming pool, barshit
Park the Lamborghini in my room
Flossing, got a as big as a table spoon
Cartridge, ak 47 and Ive a goon
Mirror, mirror while Im at the wall
I live to be the greatest, or die an underdog?
Will I I make it to the frog?
Will these niggas wake and stop sleeping on your door
All I see is my funeral me as a general
out that casket screaming you cant kill the truth
Yeah Im baby its so incredible
Tweezing off, my balance just like a killer do
All I see is and kitchens and all
Day friends like nigga you gotta ball at night
So now Im in that place waving out
Strippers on me got me throwing dollars out
So drunk so high that Im on a
Cant see the sky, cant find the
Im coming but these fagots trying to hide the crown
Im turned up, a shot just to calm me down
I spend and I bathe up in crack houses
Blue bread bread and I stack thousands
No love with the war with drug lords
Got friends doing time over drug
On the we gonna roll to the end of it
Stand up and crack a smile at my
Now tell me why pussy niggas trembling
Cause rappers in this game all gelatin
All I see is riches in my crystal
I let them in or should I kill them all?
Should I cop the new with the soft top
So I can stand up on the and yell fuck
Should I keep hoes or should I get a wife?
Should I find a strip club or I find Christ?
a sleep behind the wheel of a
Woke up in a tellie to
This is my for 12, Ima make a sex tape and show girls
Niggas only what they fear boy
They kiss the ring this year, boy
They gonna kiss the ring year, boy
They kiss the ring this year, boy.