Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Something

You ain't got enough stamps in passport to fuck with young H-O
International,
Show y'all boys how to do this thing

The of Jay-Z, Z
me out

30's the new twenty,
I'm so hot
broad, better automobile
Bet a yard, nah, bet a mill
Then by the songs end, I probably another trend
I know you wan do
I did all by the age of twenty-one
By I had that brand new Ack Coupe
I guess you can say that my legend just
I'm enough to know the right car to buy
Yet grown not to put rims on it
I got six-deuce with curtains so you can't see me
And I didn't even have to put on it
I don't got the watch, I got the right watch
I buy out the bar, I bought the night spot
I got the right
I got that's movin' it like white tops
I know you like fuck this is abuse
Call diapers, I might just be gettin'
Them young boys ain't ready for
30's the new twenty,
I'm so hot

I used to let my sag, not givin' a fuck
Bad boy, now I'm all up
I use to the used car lot, put chrome on the truck
Bad boy, now I'm all up
I use to the block like that (like that)
I use to knots like that (like that)
Now I got cards, good credit and such
Bad boy, I'm all grown up

30's the new twenty, nigga, I'm on fire
These young is like a fire drills (uh)
False (uh)
don? (nah)
He got (on)
To the one (young)
I'm here (yeah)
Still here like Mike, gotta stop with these children's (yeah)
I'm a bully with the
Don't let the patten leather shoes you, youngin'
I got the in the tux
That was my past, now I'm so up
I don't got one gun army, got a army
To hire a gun army, get you spun laundry
And be somewhere under palm trees calmly
to R and B when we get the call he's
No longer wit' us, fire your
You lil' fucks fall for real
the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot

Y'all roll blunts, I smoke all day
Y'all chase, I'm Patron, and it's Grey
I South Beach, but I'm in Saint Tropez
Y'all drink Dom but not (hey)
Your chick in the mall
My chick down Berdolph's
Comin' back with Birken
Your chick is like what type of purse is
I'm from the era where niggas don't
You from the era where snitchin' is the
I'm afraid of the (why?)
Y'all respect the one who got
I the shooter
Y'all go to parties to ice
I go to parties to party nice girls
You young gotta chill
the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot