Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, my shit Patricia
Young Money and I am the commissioner
You don't to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the world without
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open ya twist her
met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her

Life is a and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, a fuckin' family picture
You know father time and we all know mother
all in the family, but I am of no relation

No who's buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds, fuck
that shit, my money up, you niggas just huntin' nut
Young Money runnin' and you niggas just runner-up's

I don't feel I've done enough so keep on doin' this shit
La Tucci or Young

Yeah, I'm goin' in

I lost my mind, it's out there stranded
I think you under me if you don't understand me
Had my broken by this woman named Tammy
But ho's gon' be so I couldn't blame Tammy

Just talk to moms, her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, call it
Swimmin', I be seein' through this niggas like
Niggas they He-man, pow, pow, the end

Talkin' to myself because I am my own
Married to the money, fuck the world, adultery
You full of shit, you close your and let you ass talk
Young eatin', all you haters do is add salt

Stop playin', bitch, I got game on dead bolt
so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and
But these motherfuckers talkin' like they jaw broke

half-empty, half-full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma ball 'til turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I them while they still ripe

Bitch, stop playin', I do it a king do
If these nigga's then I'mma have a mink suit
Tell them bitches I said put my name on the
I speak the truth, but I guess a foreign language to y'all

And I call it I see it and my glasses on
But y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothin', you don't the half of it
Young Money, Money

Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm behind ya"
Bitch, G's move in silence like lasagna
People say I'm borderline crazy, sort of,
of my dreams? I don't sleep so I can't find her

You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a and a predicate
Yeah, with a swagg' you would for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me
Tell 'em kiss my ass, it kiss and tell

Word to my mama, I'm out of my bean
wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama scream, than summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne a fiend

I played the side for you niggas that's tryin' to and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda

Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' right through ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a
Shout to for backing out on behalf of my shooter

Niggas they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told these niggas, so many times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck on your mind, pause

To feed them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, on my side 'cause ain't no peace on my side

Bitch, I'm a man, I visit urinals
Tune tells me who I'm shooting the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya heard?
Gunna,