Luyện nghe bài hát F*cked Up

[Hook:
These niggas got me up [X4]
These niggas got me, I
These niggas got me up
1: Game]
I be on the block with that boy, Postin' up with my home boy
Leanin' on the 2 boy, What you want for them zones boy
10-5, 10-4, put it on the scale, add a little
Take a shot of that boy, bag it up and then gone boy
They givin' (?) out, watch on that phone boy
gave me seven (?), mama singing that song boy
We gettin' money baby, we gettin' money
like im Birdman, sittin' on my cash
120 on the dash, 4 (?) on the
Paper stacking too long boy, cheech and that chong boy
Better watch tone boy, headshots to that dome boy
X 2]
[Verse 2 -
Think a trip the way I walk around
keep that pistol on my hip to lay them haters down
Gotta keep bitches on my dick then I bring (?) around
Paper stash break em down, fuck 'em hard don't make a sound
I'm all about that trap boy, around with that pistol
Gotta keep the in my lap boy, hater niggas, come get ya
Made my niggas (?), my clean, we do it (?), try to intervene
suicide fuckin' with my team, I'm blowing clouds and I'm 'bout the cream
Yeah, and I'm bout that shit, we of chips, and I'm (?) hoes
Y'all full of shit, not suckin' the O's, I'm too legit and I'm 4's
Niggas want it, bitches lookin' silly for it
Really kill the niggas for it, lookin' real important
X 2]
[Verse 3 -
Say boy, ever had a bitch all up in your
Stickin' dick all up in the ribs
Then she tell fuck niggas you live
And now all up in your shit
Flippin' matresses over, turnin' couches
They thinkin' pays
Got a
For the niggas that don't understand how the we ope-
and anyway get back on top of my paper chase
Kush burnin', smell the dragon, 29's, had 'em
Niggas take shots, runnin' high
We'll find ass, Bin Ladin
Me and in the Benz wagon, better watch your block boy
Purple clouds of that Lepue, I'm gone of that Ciroc boy
up to that pop boy, holdin' on to that knot boy
Palms grippin' that Glock boy, we comin' for them yachts boy
X 2]