Luyện nghe bài hát 30 Something

You ain't got enough in your 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
Better broad, better
Bet a yard, nah, bet a hundred
Then by the end, I probably start another trend
I know you wan do
I did all that by the age of
By twenty-two I had that brand new Ack
I guess you can say my legend just begun
I'm young enough to know the car to buy
Yet grown enough not to put on it
I got that six-deuce with curtains so you see me
And I even have to put tints on it
I don't got the watch, I got the right watch
I don't buy out the bar, I the night spot
I got the stock
I got stockbrokers that's movin' it like tops
I you like fuck this is child abuse
diapers, I might just be gettin' nicer
Them young boys ready for real
the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot

I used to let my sag, not givin' a fuck
Bad boy, now I'm all up
I use to cruise the car lot, put chrome on the truck
Bad boy, now I'm all up
I use to play the like that (like that)
I use to carry knots like (like that)
Now I got black cards, good credit and
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 still (yeah)
Still here like Mike, stop playin' with these children's (yeah)
I'm a bully the bucks
Don't let the leather shoes fool you, youngin'
I got the in the tux
That was my past, now I'm so up
I got one gun army, got a slum army
To a gun army, get you spun like laundry
And be somewhere under palm trees calmly
Listen to R and B when we get the call
No longer wit' us, your babysitters
You lil' fall back for real
the new twenty, nigga
I'm so hot

Y'all roll blunts, I smoke all day
Y'all youngin's chase, I'm Patron, and it's
I like South Beach, but I'm in Tropez
Y'all Dom but not Rose (hey)
Your shop in the mall
My burnin' down Berdolph's
Comin' back with Birken
Your chick is what type of purse is that?
I'm the era where niggas don't snitch
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 with girls
You young gotta chill
30's the new twenty,
I'm so hot