Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka with a
Swagger down pat, call my shit
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 without enigma?
Two at the same time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her I missed her

Life is a bitch and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a family picture
You know 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 diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my up, you niggas just huntin' nut
Young Money runnin' shit and you niggas just

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

Yeah, I'm goin' 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 woman named Tammy
But ho's gon' be ho's so I couldn't blame

Just talk to moms, her she the sweetest
I beat the up, call it self-defense
Swimmin', I be seein' through this niggas sequins
Niggas 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 your mouth and let you ass talk
Young Money eatin', all you haters do is add

Stop playin', bitch, I got game on dead bolt
Mind so sharp, I around and cut my head off
Real all day and tomorrow
But motherfuckers talkin' crazy 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 them while they ripe

Bitch, playin', I do it like a king do
If these nigga's animals then I'mma 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 it like I see it and my glasses on
But y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
Satisfied nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Cash

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

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

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

Word to my mama, I'm out of my Lima
Don't wanna see 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 dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
Disturb me and you'll be all over the flo' like

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

Niggas think they high as I, I come 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 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, piece on my side 'cause ain't no on my side

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