Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

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

So misunderstood, but what's the world enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the girl 'cause she open when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but fuck her like I missed her

Life is a and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family
You know father and we all know mother nature
It's all in the family, but I am of no

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

I feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this shit
La or Young Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

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

Just to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, call it
Swimmin', I be seein' through niggas 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 mouth and let you ass talk
Money 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
Real all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like jaw broke

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

Bitch, stop playin', I do it like a do
If nigga's animals then I'mma have a mink suit
Tell them bitches I said put my 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 don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
with nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Cash

chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in like lasagna
say I'm borderline crazy, sort of, kinda
Woman of my dreams? I 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 kill for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

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 Lima
wanna see what that drama 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 tryin' to and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for this dumber speech, I blow Buddha
me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda

Bitch, I flow scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow through ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I like a mover
Shout to ratchet for 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 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 feed them on my grind, did I get a love? 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 abroad
Tune me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya Gunna
Gunna,