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 where ya at?,
If you fuck wit 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,
bought a new crib, inside so dumb,
Got some money put away, in the hurricane come,
Im a fuckin shame huh? yea i 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 comin out my pores,
torch,
I got glasses like white boy Scott Storch,
And a porsche,
I got for tha scortch,
Snipers at porch,
by the forts,
And we up courts,
The judge a bitch,
The suck dick,
Im a blood,
And i smoke that crip,
I smoke kush,
First Bubba,
First Young,
name Stunna,
in the office,
Take when im talkin,
Smooth as a boat 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 ya son'll be callin,
Tellin you where to the money in the mornin,
Ok you wanna move instead,
Thats when you walk in ya house and dead,
I can take a where i stand,
Where i stand...and watch you piss 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 drinkin big shots,
And my game go Hussein and missile launch,
The Corrain call me Chain,
ma, i dont know karate, but after the brain, i kick you out,
You niggas suck tony romo, no homo,
And im all about my money, i get for promo yeaa,
Im the man in this bitch, say money talks 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 cooler than a fan and a mint,
And im done this track will need a couple bandages,
I be wit savages and im average,
Im a crazy ass like a fuckin asterick,
You niggas 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 Deion after 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 took patron shots,
I pop popped and took some goose 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 them pills, i got yay,
Give it to them hoes and watch them freak away...