Luyện nghe bài hát 2012 Predictions

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

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