Luyện nghe bài hát Big Shrimp

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

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

All this loud I'm goin', all this I'm blowin'
All these bitches showin', all these bluffin'
This shit fire, this shit a riot
I need that bitch thighs, her pussy sweet as pie
You callin' my dawg a liar, I'm back to like Aubrey
girl, she like to party, this 'cid, this ain't no molly
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 inside a
Purple and lean ain't the same, they say that shit is toxic
Kirkie made the beat, now you see, a plot twist
Hoppin' to plane, forgot to set my watch to tick, tick
I don't have them diamonds but I'm in this bitch, bitch
you run your list, that's how you get, get your shit, shit
I don't take the risk, I my money on my roof and shit
Sweet and sours, and holler, make you lose your tooth and shit
I know it's been a long comin', we got hits, hits
Addiction by subtraction, 'bout that action, not the risk, risk,

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

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

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