Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Foot 7 Foot

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

Ahem excuse my charisma, with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my 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 without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the girl 'cause she open when you twist her
Never met the bitch, but I fuck her I missed her
Life is the bitch, and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, a fuckin' family picture
You know father time, we all mother nature
all in the family, but I am of no relation
No who's buying, I'm a celebration
and white diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas just Nut
Young Money running shit and you niggas just
I don't feel I done enough, so keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young

I'm going in
Okay, I lost my mind, it's out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named
But hoes gon' be hoes, so I blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, it self defense
Swear man, I be seeing through these niggas like
think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
Talking 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 yo ass talk
Young eating, all you haters do is add salt
Stop playing, bitch, I got this on deadbolt
Mind so sharp, I around and cut my head off
nigga all day and tomorrow
But these talking crazy like they jaw broke
half empty, half full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run into a wall,
You know I'ma ball 'til they turn off the field
The of my labor, I enjoy 'em while they still ripe
Bitch, stop playing, I do it a king do
If these animals, then I'ma have a mink soon
Tell 'em I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I that's a foreign language to y'all
And I call it like I see it, and my on
But most of y'all don't get the picture the flash is on
Satisfied with nothing, you know the half of it
Young Money, Cash
Paper chasing, tell that paper, "Look, I'm right ya"
Bitch, real G's in silence like lasagna
say I'm borderline crazy, sorta kinda
Woman of my dreams, I don't so I can't find her
You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got that sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swag you kill for
too strong, pockets on bodybuilder
Jumped in a wishing well, now me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and

Word to my mama, I'm out of my lima
Don't wanna see what that mean, guess I'm Dramamine
scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana 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 be all over the flow like Luda
Bitch, I flow scuba, bitch, I'm bold like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' right through ya
I be macking, 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a
Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my
Niggas think they as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, niggas out they mind
I done told fuck niggas, so many times
That I these bucks steady on my mind
these, I fuck these on your mind, pause
To feed them, on my grind, gonna a little luck
Keep throwing my in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side, ain't no peace on my side, bitch
I'm a man, I urinals abroad
Tune told me to, I'm shooting when the outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya