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,
Young Money you at?,
Like the bunny wit a battery pack,
Boy drummer 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 like Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum,
bought a new crib, inside so dumb,
Got some money put away, in case the come,
Im a shame huh? 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 it more than i love my hoes 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 judge a bitch,
The suck dick,
Im a blood,
And i dont that crip,
I that kush,
name Bubba,
First Young,
Last Stunna,
in the office,
Take when im talkin,
as a cruise boat floats when im walkin,
I cause im ballin,
I to be ballin,
When im on the phone wit 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 zombie instead,
Thats when you walk in ya and everybody dead,
I can take a where i stand,
Where i stand...and watch you pussies in ya pants,
You aint a man a hoe,
I can kill him the flow,
And play the guitar at the fuckin funeral,
Big guns so they big shots,
And my game go Hussein and missile launch,
The Corrain me Wayne Chain,
ma, i dont know karate, but after the brain, i kick you out,
You niggas suck like romo, no homo,
And im all my money, i get paid for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, say money talks well
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i jump, il prolly land in ya bitch,
Boy that hoe than my hand and my wrist,
Boy im cooler than a fan and a mint,
And when im done this will need a couple bandages,
I be wit savages and im average,
Im a crazy ass star a fuckin asterick,
You niggas see me, im on my casper shit,
Runnin so much game, i fuck and lap a bitch,
The like a grocery, i juss bag a bitch,
And you kno im gonna score like Deion picks,
Im on a pill, she get that mornin after dick,
And when my robe came down guess whut i did it,
I popped and some patron shots,
I pop popped and took some goose shots,
I pop popped...yea..
Young bitch, and if you niggas wan' do it , we chop chop,
Leave ya on tha block,
We pop cops,
And there no rights on my block,
I got shop,
I got dro, i got them pills, i got that yay,
Give it to them hoes and watch them bitches away...