Luyện nghe bài hát Birdz N tha Beez

[Verse 1: DJ
I don't give a fuck what you think
I only really give a 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 naked through out the whole house
What the U think my life is about?
hatin
What the fuck U think that butter knife was
hatin
Tell what the fuck nigga's dick is about
Do he be talkin' shit? No I doubt
He got of clout
Like reballin credit line on a
Drived it right between the pussy then I bash the
I took it for a minute
As I punch my code
Tehn I for the pearls come out
Loan put on hold, Bankrupt, get ya stunk
Frontin like Pooh bear, I up ya cock & hollered sayin
"Who there?" (Nobody, what?)
That's nice, buggers done grew up the be the size of rice
So I jumped & grabbed for my coller
Her pussy appreciated the pennies on the
Now what the
If U the dick get the fuck up
And actin like an old tampon, stuck up
Give me somethin to get my on
Then trek on, 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 fuck up in the room with the locked (Door locked!)
Wake up, the bitch, leave'er lookin' for some more cock (More cock!)

[Verse 2:
We ride, sweet cock, boo
Crips 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 for Pepto Bismol
Chips stackin, jaws smackin, dolla
shake 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 before we get it out
They wanna be touched by the untouchable
Don't hate, participate, sing that shit

[Verse 3:
When I on this trouble
I'm sipppin' on make it a double
When I'm wit who, think I'd a
money and muscle
Shake the hooker a trick up
Leatehr'n'wood three up off to the
When I'm dippin I'm
When I'm a flippin I'm
When I'm high I'm a fly guy in the
Big of the day, better ran the man
I put in floss mode lookin' for hands
U gone bad
Ho ya had
it up in the pad
Dick suck and I'm
knew what a ho was
Checkin yo
While I'm sittin in a class digit in the ass
Nigga, you done lost ya playa (strip nigga)
3 of 4 been ran upon that ass
Scratch up on the gas of the S5
Like when I said I bump on this trouble
Can I ... (oooooh)

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