Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

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

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

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

No matter buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck shit, my money 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 Tucci or Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

I lost my mind, it's somewhere out there
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

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

Talkin' to myself I am my own consultant
Married to the money, the world, that's adultery
You full of shit, you your mouth and let you ass talk
Young Money eatin', all you do is add salt

playin', bitch, I got this game on dead bolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck around and cut my off
nigga all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers talkin' like they jaw broke

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

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

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 nothin', you don't know the half of it
Money, Cash Money

Paper chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right ya"
Bitch, real G's move in silence like
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 sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swagg' you kill for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

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

Word to my mama, I'm out of my bean
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get Dramamine
scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, 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
for this 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 like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack a mover
Shout to ratchet for backing out on of my shooter

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

To them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwing my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my '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 outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya Gunna
Gunna,