Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my Patricia
Young Money militia and I am the
You want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but the world without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her I missed her

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

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

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

Yeah, I'm goin' in

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

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

Talkin' to because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, the world, that's adultery
You full of shit, you close mouth and let you ass talk
Young eatin', all you haters 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 they jaw

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

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

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

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

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

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

I played the side for you that's 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 the flo' like Luda

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

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

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

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