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,
money where ya at?,
If you wit Young Money,
Young 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 money put away, in case the hurricane 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 than i love my hoes yes i doess,
I got gasoline out my pores,
torch,
I got glasses like that white boy 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,
name Young,
Last 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 phone wit bitches man the money callin,
You aint satisfied till ya 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 shit i stand,
Where i stand...and watch you pussies in ya pants,
You a man your 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 Saddam and missile launch,
The call me Wayne Chain,
Listen ma, i dont karate, but after the brain, i kick you out,
You niggas suck like 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 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 done this track need a couple bandages,
I be wit and im above average,
Im a crazy ass like a fuckin asterick,
You cant see me, im on my casper shit,
Runnin so much game, i around and lap a bitch,
The club like a grocery, i 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 and took some Grey goose shots,
I pop popped...yea..
Young Money bitch, and if you niggas 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 them bitches freak away...