Luyện nghe bài hát Back On My Grizzy

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

Bitch im on my grizzy,
Young money ya at?,
If you wit Young Money,
Young 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,And
Im so young but im a like Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
Just bought a new crib, so dumb,
Got some money put away, in case the come,
Im a fuckin shame yea i know yea i know,
I go out the to get all my clothes and my hoes,
i go out my way to get my dro and my doe,
Cause, I love it more than i love my yes i doess,
I got gasoline out my pores,
torch,
I got like that white boy Scott Storch,
And a porsche,
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 smoke kush,
name Bubba,
First Young,
name Stunna,
in the office,
Take when im talkin,
Smooth as a cruise floats when im walkin,
I cause im ballin,
I to be ballin,
When im on the wit bitches man the money keep callin,
You satisfied till ya son'll be callin,
Tellin you where to leave the in the mornin,
Ok you wanna move instead,
Thats when you walk in ya house and dead,
I can take a where i stand,
i stand...and watch you pussies piss in ya pants,
You aint a man a hoe,
I can him with the flow,
And then play the at the fuckin funeral,
Big so they drinkin big shots,
And my go Saddam Hussein and missile launch,
The Corrain me Wayne Chain,
Listen ma, i dont know karate, but the brain, i kick you out,
You niggas like tony romo, no homo,
And im all my money, i get paid for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, they say money talks
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i ever jump, il land in ya bitch,
Boy that hoe colder my hand and my wrist,
Boy im more cooler a fan and a mint,
And when im this track will need a couple bandages,
I be wit savages and im average,
Im a crazy ass like a fuckin asterick,
You niggas cant see me, im on my shit,
so much game, i fuck around and lap a bitch,
The club a grocery, i juss bag a bitch,
And you kno im gonna score like after picks,
Im rollin on a pill, she get mornin after dick,
And when my robe came guess whut i did after it,
I and took some patron shots,
I pop popped and took some Grey 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 pills, i got that yay,
Give it to them hoes and them bitches freak away...