Luyện nghe bài hát Blunt Blowin

Put my on

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

Yeah and
blowin'
Polo draws
I don't 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

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

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

blowin'
Polo showin'
I don't give a lovely ass nigga
my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin'
You don't need a bus pass, for me to yo ass nigga Imma

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

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

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

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

been gone too long
True or false, or wrong

Yeah I've gone too long
True or false, or wrong

Said I've been too long
True or false, right or haha

Hello Weezy, welcome (welcome home)
It's young mula,
Young mula, (young mula baby)

I've gone too long
True or false, or wrong
Hello Weezy, welcome home