Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shrimp

On my and I'm walkin' with a limp, limp
Lotta red and some big shrimp
Uh, a limp, limp
Yeah, uh,

Pistol on my side and I'm walkin' with a limp,
I just had a lotta red wine and some big
Let me use my credit card on your (ching ching)
Used to sip, sip 'til my homie died of that
I'm lit, lit, so I Cuban link my Cuban bitch
Blue bitch, shit, no bitches on my wrist
talkin' dirty, pussy pu-pu-purrin' when I hit, hit
I on my jewelry 'cause I still don't trust this bitch, bitch
Soul my for 40, man, for cheaper, that's a fifth, fifth
Ole English, Hennessey, me mix, mix (drink up bitch)
Roll Gelato in Pronto then a bitch, bitch
Her legs don't work no more, had to up out the crib, crib
in the fridge, shit,
Baby, I maybe
My diamonds hit *, stay fly-y-y-y-y-y
triple 6-6-6, figures, big chips
I'm always like Martin, and keep darling, you the shit, shit

All this I'm goin', all this loud I'm blowin'
All these showin', all these niggas bluffin'
This shit here fire, this shit a
I need bitch with thighs, her pussy sweet as pie
You callin' my dawg a liar, I'm to back like Aubrey
Your girl, she like to party, this 'cid, this ain't no
Noooo, this 'cid, this no molly
Nooo-whoa, yeah, yeah,

Said I do it better, Margielas, cost a grip, grip
Pants is Valentino, with my mistress
I'm the type of nigga smoke a spliff a moshpit
Purple drink and lean ain't the same, say that shit is toxic
Kirkie made the beat, now you see, that's a plot
plane to plane, forgot to set my watch to tick, tick
I don't have them diamonds but I'm shinin' in this bitch,
When you run your list, that's how you get, get shit, shit
I don't take the risk, I my money on my roof and shit
Sweet and sours, scream and holler, make you lose your tooth and
I know it's a long time comin', we got hits, hits
Addiction by subtraction, that action, not the risk, risk, bitch

Call me Chun-Li, we 'bout our kicks,
This sherm and gelato like the best bitch
Really ahead of my time, thank God I ain't reach my
Open your mind, the day, one day at a time
Run it up, up, flippin' what? Don't stop now
Count it up, slap a Get the bucks, don't stop now
we smoke, no coffin, got a leather vest with Steve Austin
I move the base like a forklift, it's a thing, we some bosses

All this gas I'm goin', all this loud I'm
All these bitches showin', all niggas bluffin'
This shit fire, this shit a riot
I need that bitch thighs, her pussy sweet as pie
You callin' my a liar, I'm back to back like Aubrey
girl, she like to party, this 'cid, this ain't no molly
Noooo, this 'cid, this ain't no
Nooo-whoa, yeah, yeah,

Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah, woah, woah, ohh
Yeah,
Um,
Yeah, yeah, woah, yeah, yeah, oh
Woah,