Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

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

So misunderstood, but what's the world enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the twisted 'cause she open when ya twist her
met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm goin' in

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

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

Talkin' to myself I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world, that's
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 this on dead bolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck and cut my head off
nigga all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers crazy 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 they turn off the field
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy them while still ripe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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