Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Grizzy

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

Bitch im on my grizzy,
Young where ya at?,
If you wit Young Money,
Money where you at?,
Like the bunny wit a battery pack,
Boy that keep drummin, like B-r-r-at-at-at-tat,
Or B-r-r-rump-bum-bum-bum,And
Im so young but im a Giant Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
Just bought a new crib, so dumb,
Got some money put away, in 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,
i go out my way to get my dro and my doe,
Cause, I love it more i love my hoes yes i doess,
I got gasoline out my pores,
torch,
I got glasses that white boy Scott Storch,
And a porsche,
I got for tha scortch,
Snipers at porch,
by the forts,
And we up courts,
The juss a bitch,
The suck dick,
Im a blood,
And i dont smoke crip,
I smoke kush,
name Bubba,
First Young,
name Stunna,
in the office,
Take notes im talkin,
Smooth as a boat floats when im walkin,
I boast im ballin,
I to be ballin,
im on the phone wit bitches man the money keep callin,
You aint satisfied till ya be callin,
you where to leave the money in the mornin,
Ok you zombie move instead,
Thats when you in ya house and everybody dead,
I can take a shit i stand,
Where i stand...and watch you pussies in ya pants,
You a man your a hoe,
I can him with the flow,
And then the guitar at the fuckin funeral,
Big so they drinkin big shots,
And my go Saddam Hussein and missile launch,
The Corrain call me Chain,
Listen ma, i dont know karate, but the brain, i kick you out,
You niggas suck tony romo, no homo,
And im all about my money, i get paid for yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, they say money well
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i ever jump, il prolly in ya bitch,
Boy that hoe than my hand and my wrist,
Boy im more cooler a fan and a mint,
And when im done this track need a couple bandages,
I be wit and im above average,
Im a crazy ass star like a asterick,
You cant see me, im on my casper shit,
Runnin so game, i fuck around and lap a bitch,
The club a grocery, i juss bag a bitch,
And you kno im score like Deion after picks,
Im rollin on a pill, she get that after dick,
And my robe came down guess whut i did after it,
I popped and took patron shots,
I pop popped and took Grey goose shots,
I pop popped...yea..
Young Money bitch, and if you niggas do it , we chop chop,
ya back 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 them bitches away...