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 fuck wit Money,
Money where you at?,
Like the energizer 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 money put away, in case 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 than i my hoes yes i doess,
I got gasoline out my pores,
torch,
I got glasses like that 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 suck dick,
Im a blood,
And i dont smoke crip,
I smoke kush,
First Bubba,
First Young,
name Stunna,
in the office,
Take when im talkin,
as a cruise boat floats when im walkin,
I cause im ballin,
I to be ballin,
im on the phone wit bitches man the money keep callin,
You satisfied till ya son'll be callin,
Tellin you to leave the money in the mornin,
Ok you zombie move instead,
Thats you walk in ya house and everybody dead,
I can a shit 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 then the guitar at the fuckin funeral,
Big so they drinkin big shots,
And my game go Saddam Hussein and launch,
The call me Wayne Chain,
Listen ma, i dont karate, but after the brain, i kick you out,
You suck like tony romo, no homo,
And im all my money, i get paid for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, they say talks well
Im tha ventriloquist,
And if i ever jump, il land in ya bitch,
Boy hoe colder than 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 and im above average,
Im a crazy ass star a fuckin asterick,
You cant see me, im on my casper shit,
Runnin so game, i fuck around and lap a bitch,
The club like a grocery, i bag a bitch,
And you kno im gonna score like Deion picks,
Im rollin on a pill, she get mornin after dick,
And when my robe came down guess 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 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 that dro, i got pills, i got that yay,
Give it to them and watch them bitches freak away...