Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, with a spritzer
Swagger pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money 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 without
Two bitches at the same time, swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when ya her
Never met the bitch, but I'll her like I missed her

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm goin' in

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

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

Talkin' to because 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 Money eatin', all you do is add salt

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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