Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

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

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

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

No matter buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds, segregation
Fuck that shit, my up, you niggas just huntin' nut
Young Money shit and you niggas just runner-up's

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

Yeah, I'm back in

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

Just talk to moms, her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, it self-defense
Swimmin', I be seein' through this like sequins
think they He-man, pow, pow, the end

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

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

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

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

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

chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's 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 that sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, a swagg' you would kill for
Money too strong, pockets on

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

Word to my mama, I'm out of my bean
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a queen
Now all I is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend

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

Bitch, I like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba
And I keep a ho, she gon' blow right through ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack a mover
to ratchet 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 these on your mind, pause

To them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwing my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side 'cause no peace on my side

Bitch, I'm a man, I visit abroad
Tune me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya Gunna
Gunna,