Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Blowin

Put my on

Uh, I live it up in these like my days
If is money, I'm an hour past paid
Ugh, gunpowder in my
Niggas faker than some in a powder bag
Yeah, I put it down my hands hurting
I'm on a natural high, but I perfect
Some of us are lovers, most of y'all
But I put up a wall, and just wallpaper
So love or hate me, I stay
They say we learn from mistakes, well that's why they me
I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's feathers
All hail Weezy, it bad weather
I to the script, I memorize the lines
'Cause life is a movie that seen too many times
You're on the looking in, close the blinds
And they say never say never, but fuck your never
been gone too long
True or false, or wrong, haha
Weezy, welcome home

Yeah and
Blunt
draws showin'
I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my money growing, no matter where goin'
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga Imma

blowin'
Polo showin'
I-I don't a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my blowing, don't matter I got more and
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga

Stunna, I got 'em, I'm on them bitches
All about my riches, my name be Richard
Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the
Life is a choice, and death is a
Times have changed, but it get a new watch
I still got the vision like a line two dots
money's eating, the label getting fatter
And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still at 'em
I'm a bad motherfucker, 'cause the good die
Everybody selling dreams, I'm too to buy one
Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a
Shoot that hummingbird down, don't hum yeah
Big money, big money, deep
Money talks, and motherfuckers
Bunch of bloods, you call it blood clotting
side, My Piru Damu, I'mma

Blunt
draws showin'
I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my teeth glowing, I'm on my
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga Imma

Blunt
draws showin'
I-I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga
my money blowing, no matter where you going
You don't a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga

Light that Ashton Kusher, I'm a limit
See y'all dead meat, and me I'm a butcher
I do it for the money, man I am such a
And was my girl, until they fucking took her
You can look the future, its right behind your eyelids
But I don't know, 'cause shit I like surprises
Why that, why this, why you on why shit?
ask me why, I say Y-M
Beach bum, me ocean drive slim
Drop the top, look up and make the sky
moola, skinnies and some Supras
Belly of the till it puke us

Blunt
strings showin'
I don't give a motherfuck ass nigga
With my glowing, I'm on my Deebowin'
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga

blowin'
Polo strings
I give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
With my money blowing, no matter where you
You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass

I've been gone too
True or false, right or

Yeah been gone too long
or false, right or wrong

Said I've gone too long
or false, right or wrong haha

Hello Weezy, welcome (welcome home)
young mula, baby
Young mula, baby (young baby)

been gone too long
True or false, or wrong
Weezy, welcome home yeah