Luyện nghe bài hát Cudderisback

up?
Mm-hmm.
Nigga.
its me. (Haha!)

Im back
Cudder.
Ottoman couch, how your furniture
now, but dressed for funeral
Begging you to sit for a portrait on the
To in the dark of some parliamentary hall
Stay a lot, no TV
Just thoughts, and a heap of weed
jeans, same old converse,
Bape and the Walees, so works
Im cool, niggas mad at it
in from the outside, fantastic
Cant that negative alive
They be on my dick, if Kid die,
dont cry hater, I forgive, now go and get my album and get off my
I smile and I'm pleasant, the is the essence
But if Im in the good, we gonna tear up
Im about sex, ridiculous amounts,
cause If gonna rage, should be all about
take, take another or youre soft
Dream on Im the mother loving boss
Haters suck my balls, two
I never say goodbye because I'm on
All my life, do something major
Now every little thing I do might it in the paper
Cudi found yall nigga, (whatever)
Mad in the street, no photo (I rage)
Hatin motherfuckas, I dont yo
I guess this was the I chose
get up in my mind,
Wanna know about me and Amanda (Amanda please)
know really, really, really who Im dating
Is she or super duper famous? (hmmm)
Is she American, Caucasian, or Asian? (so many)
Or Spanish, it dont matter my nigga, I love them all.
As long as she dont need stupid of makeup to make up the self esteem
Selfish dreams can reflect the
I am tap on a cloud
Successful raps, I scream out loud
it down, for all I'm at
Talking fans, I wont
Im it down, for all I'm at
Talking fans, I wont
Hey hey hey, whoa whoa whooa! (come on, on)
Hey, whoa whoooa! (come on, come on)
Stoned, let's smoke more weed
Hey, (Let's goo oh whooa)
La la la la la la la
Goodbye.