Luyện nghe bài hát Big Girls

I'm the whose name be heard
Get a pen and pad so
I can write down this
Dem be hatin' thinkin'
They hatin' can me a curse
But they if they keep it up
They gonna get it

I'm dat rapper known as
The teen that write a lick
And never heard of me
Yes but the ones that did me spit
But some haters finna on me
So they gonna need a kit

Maybe a
No, some surgery
they finna have a 9
Through they

Anyway my rapping was so
I made an
And I hurted dem haters
Let's just say finna hop in that ambulece

Lie to they mommys and daddys
It was all an on tha stage
They fell, oh well, boo hoo now they in a

I don't to worry 'cause I'm tryna
theses dollar signs like the twin tower
Make it taller, make it and make it higher

all of theses albums is
Just gonna ya haters hate mo
'N make my pockets
I'm a hop in my Chevy, hope dem
Try not a my cheese

Oh well, I'm not worried, I'ma lock my box this key
So I'm gonna a ride up in these streets
No, I'ma stop for deeze
Chunk up tha duece, oh shit, dem stop
trashed up whip in a slow creep

They got they 5's but be ready for them
I got my 9, don't got to worry 'bout 'cause
I'm a have dem in hospitals bed at night

And after I'm a make this cheese
Stacked like the towers
And I got so witnesses
They thought I was Ms. Michael
So if ya got
Then I'm gone, holla