Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet 4 U

What the fucking you're my nigga
Fucking with my team, what is you drinking my
Rapping turano, 'cause we've winning my nigga
is the shit, hey DJ spint it my nigga,
If you ain't really it, save a G time,
Pussy ass hoes, get the on,
Where the your money keep wine,
'Cause I'll be fom the roads where keep dying,
Honey is the to breathe
Put up my the streets until the last of the queens,
Nowadays it ain't a choice, you're trapped or you drink,
So I'd stay the murky in the back of my jeans.

Uh, I heard the haters whilling and trying to me
Somebody tell me Cola crazy.
I heard the haters whilling and to fake me
tell me Coca Cola crazy.
Uh, I got a bullet 4 u hoes, I got a 4 u hoes, bitch,
I got a bullet 4 u hoes, I got a 4 u hoes, uh.
Who tryin to a fucking hoe, you're tryin to leave the fucking hoes, bitch,
I got a bullet 4 u hoe, I got a bullet 4 u
Ta ta ta ta.

Do it for music I salute to the game,
Always bout but I ain't used to the fame,
Rather long, get to moving to green,
Buy me a when I honey go chains,
Motherfuck them hoes, they ain't build for the
You got a fans now you're milking that shit,
Spending all your bitch [?] for a bitch,
You a thousand hoes are kill for my shit,
So I'm fucking go to work I should my dog,
A hell of a performer you would applaud,
Talking shit bitch you get the hood and boat,
Cruising with my Asians ain't good for you,

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