Luyện nghe bài hát Birdz N tha Beez

[Verse 1: DJ
I don't really give a what you think
I only really a fuck what you drink
I'm a bar-tender, car spender, a lender, cash spender, ass bender
A ass
Get it like a bar throw in here
A whorehouse, got these bitches walkin naked through out the house
What the fuck U think my is about?
hatin
What the fuck U think that butter was about?
hatin
Tell what the fuck nigga's dick is about
Do he be talkin' shit? No I doubt
He got years of
Like reballin line on a Mastercard
Drived it right between the pussy I bash the broad
I took it for a minute
As I punch through my
Tehn I waited for the pearls out
Loan put on hold, Bankrupt, get ya stunk
Frontin like bear, I opened up ya cock & hollered sayin
"Who there?" (Nobody, what?)
That's nice, little buggers done grew up the be the of rice
So I back & grabbed for my coller
Her pussy appreciated the pennies on the
Now the fuck
If U want the get the fuck up
And actin like an old tampon, stuck up
me somethin to get my step on
Then on, what up
I'll make you nuts till I nut up

(Chorus 2X)
The birdz and the
All the
Not with consume, up become roomed
...The up in the room with the door locked (Door locked!)
up, divorce the bitch, leave'er lookin' for some more cock (More cock!)

[Verse 2:
We ride, cock, juicy boo
Like and Pirus, shit, we goin do
I fell in the and hit the dance floor
Yo' boy got mad cause I dipped his ho
Baby had my tootise, slow
She was sick got me lookin' for Pepto
Chips stackin, jaws smackin, droppa
Dice ya money makin, dolla poppa
Home wreckin, ho checkin, is slow
Bring me back, from the liquor store
Bet cha didn't know that yo ho is a
Every week she got up in the jaw meat
And I policy
it out
U goin zip my zipper we get it out
They wanna be by the untouchable click
Don't hate, participate, y'all sing shit

[Verse 3:
When I on this trouble
I'm sipppin' on make it a double
When I'm wit who, I'd a hustle
More money and
the hooker like a trick up
Leatehr'n'wood up off to the good
I'm dippin I'm jacky
When I'm a flippin I'm
I'm high I'm a fly guy in the khakis
Big dick of the day, ran the man
When I put in mode lookin' for hands
U gone bad
Ho ya had
it up in the pad
Dick suck and I'm
Neva knew a ho was
yo buzz
While I'm sittin in a first digit in the ass
Nigga, you done ya playa pass (strip nigga)
3 of 4 niggas ran upon that ass
Scratch up on the gas of the S5
Like when I said when I bump on trouble
Can I ... (oooooh)

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