Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Foot 7 Foot

Six-foot, seven-foot, bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot

Ahem my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, my shit Patricia
Young militia, and I am the commissioner
You don't want start Weezy, the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but what's a world without
Two bitches at the same time, swimmers
Got the girl twisted she open when you twist her
Never met the bitch, but I fuck her like I her
Life is the bitch, and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, we're a fuckin' picture
You know father time, we all know mother
It's all in the family, but I am of no
No who's buying, I'm a celebration
Black and diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas Honey Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas runner-ups
I don't feel I done enough, so I'ma on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young

I'm going in
Okay, 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 this woman Tammy
But gon' be hoes, so I couldn't blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, her she the sweetest
I the beat up, call it self defense
Swear man, I be seeing through niggas like sequins
Niggas they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
Talking to myself because I am my own
Married to the money, the world, that's adultery
You full of shit, you close your and let yo ass talk
Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
Stop playing, bitch, I got this on deadbolt
so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real all day and tomorrow
But these mu'fuckers talking crazy they jaw broke
Glass half empty, full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'ma ball 'til they off the field lights
The of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe
Bitch, playing, I do it like a king do
If niggas animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
Tell 'em I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a language to y'all
And I call it like I see it, and my on
But most of don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothing, you don't the half of it
Young Money, Money
Paper chasing, tell paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in silence lasagna
People say I'm borderline crazy, kinda
Woman of my dreams, I don't sleep so I find her
You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an
I got through that sentence a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swag 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 drama mean, guess I'm Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a
I played the side for you niggas that's front, and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
Disturb me, and you'll be all over the flow Luda
Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bold Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right ya
I be macking, 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a
Shout to ratchet for backing out on of my shooter
Niggas think they high as I, I come at your ruler
Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these out they mind
I done told these niggas, so many times
I keep these bucks steady on my mind
Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind,
To feed them, on my grind, gonna need a little
Keep my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side, 'cause no peace on my side, bitch
I'm a man, I visit abroad
Tune told me to, I'm when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya