Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Grizzy

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Back on my Grizzy

Bitch im on my grizzy,
Young money ya at?,
Two and a mic,
the Dj run it back,

Bitch im on my grizzy,
Young where ya at?,
If you wit Younh Money,
Yougn Money you at?,
Like the energizer bunny wit a pack,
Boy that drummer keep drummin, B-r-r-at-at-at-tat,
Or B-r-r-rump-bum-bum-bum,
Im so but im a Giant like Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
bought a new crib, And insides so dumb,
Got some put away, incase the hurricane come,
Im a fuckin shame yea i know yea i know,
I go out the country to get all my and my hoes,
And i go out my way to get my dro and my doe,
Cause, I love it more i do my hoes yes i doess,
I got comin out my pours,
torch,
I got glasses that white boy Scott Storch,
And a porshe,
I got for tha scortch,
at your porch,
by the forts,
And we up courts,
The juss a bitch,
The jury dick,
Im a blood,
And i dont that crip,
I that kutch,
name Bubba,
First Young,
name Stunna,
in the office,
Take when im talkin,
Smooth as a cruz boat floats im walkin,
I cause im ballin,
I to be ballin,
When im on the phone wit bitches man the money callin,
You satisfied till ya son'll be callin,
Tellin you where to the money in the mornin,
Ok you zombie mover instead,
Thats when you walk in ya house and dead,
I can take a where i stand,
Where i stand...and you pussies piss in ya pants,
You a man your a hoe,
I can him with the flow,
And then the guitar at the fuckin funeral,
Big guns so they big shots,
And my gam go Saddam Hussein and launch,
The call me Wayne Chain,
Listen ma, i dont know karate, but after the brain, i you out,
You niggas suck tony romo, no homo,
And im all my money, i get paid for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, say money talks wel..
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i ever jump, il land in ya bitch,
Boy that hoe colder than my and my wrist,
Boy im more than a fan and a mint,
And when im done track we'll need a couple bandages,
I be wit savages and im average,
Im a crazy ass star a fuckin asterick,
You cant see me, im on my casper shit,
so much game, i fuck around and lap a bitch,
If love a grocery, i juss bag a bitch,
And you kno im score like Deion after picks,
Im on a pill, she get that mornin after dick,
And when my came down guess whut i did after it,
I popped and some patrone shots,
I pop popped and took some goose shots,
I pop popped...yea..
Young Money bitch, and if you niggas wan' do it , we chop,
Leave ya on tha block,
We pop cops,
And there no rights on my block,
I got shop,
I got that dro, i got them pills, i got yay,
Give it to them hoes and watch bitches freak away...