Luyện nghe bài hát 9 a.m. In Dallas

Yeah, uh,
These are my one St. flows
Me and my and some Madonna hoes
That look just virgins
But they down to go
Discussin' and all our common goals
Smart kids that weed, honor roll
how the champagne diamonds flow
Fine dining, pour another another glass the wine is low

I'm in the crib money from here to the ceilin'
Whatever it is I got is clearly
These other rappers gettin' that feelin'
I hope you feel it in your soul spiritual
Take a look at the mirror's revealin'
If you ain't got it you ain't got it the theory is

People ask how music is goin' I it pays
I just came off makin' 2 million in 30
Damn I it does what the message was
Sometimes I feel I be spendin' my money because
But Weezy I'm just out reppin' us
'Til I get to shake the hand of the man that's us

Yeah, I know these niggas the mean lyrics
Kush got the room smellin' teen spirit
I asked kindly if out here would bring defeat up
Until I lose, for now I'm the single leader
I fly private so no-one tells me to bring my up
And book a suite me and your favorite singer meet up

Who you like, me who it is
I'mma make sure that that women is the next one on my
I should call it a night but fuck it I resist
This one is for all my niggas from my city tryin' to
a response from me you really fail to exist
And I love to see you fail that feelin' there is the
I swear, aghh pussy nigga get bread up
Enjoy the seat that the stewardess just forced ass to let up
Why your ass lookin' down pick your head up
No-one you your disguise is the most ridiculous gettup
nose plugs in now I can smell a set up
So your just wastin' your time your just makin' me better

Yeah I try to them don't judge me because you heard stuff
Chase N. Cash that's my brother from the Surf
Damn that always kept it so hood
Back when we would smoke at the Oakwoods
And have girls fall through coins in a couch
Now we just all the bitches they warned us about
Scared for the first time has clicked
What if I dont really do the they predict
Considerin' the fact that I'm the one that just picked
To write a chapter in history this has got me sick
But if I really do it don't expect to get a
'Cause this truly is shit I don't expect y'all to get

I'm nervous but I'mma it, 'cause they 'bout to let the realest team in
Throwin' up in a huddle nigga Beamen
We're still throwin' passes
In tortoise frame glasses, hopin' that someone it
People say old Drake, we startin' to miss it
But they to be a little more specific
Man is this what y'all want? In my best Chris Tucker
Ducking your questions, your suggestions
Money all of my love and affection
Cars all black like the cover of
I'm to coming in second but I never sneeze
Y.M.O.E. nigga,

want y'all want
Octobers Own
Money
ATF
Thank Me Later in this bitch
Free Weezy in this bitch
June in this bitch wassup