Luyện nghe bài hát Fingers Hurting

Hm, she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, don't asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and keep my house
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth
I see nothing wrong with some mouth and lip service
Tunechi in bitch, I'm tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I I couldn't get service
My new Nina just told me that she sick of a virgin

Bagging up the work for an hour, fingers
Let my help, before they leave I check they purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me weight, prostitution, and these verses
Whippin' in the kitchen, in the house with my shirt off
I'ma get these millions and I put that on my born
Got that old bumpin', talkin' bout the third ward
The D.A. Was a dick and the judge was a off
Got a bad bitch body like a curveball
Let her drank too much, now her pussy taste like
Sleepin' on chinchilla, boy, I'm cozy a fur ball
Fuck the other nigga we could have a turf war
Sorry for the wait, had to this part two and shit
Just to let you know that a still doin' it
Workin' like a slave on my Roots two shit
Gotta let 'em that Lil Tunechi still Tunechi, bitch, bop bop bop
Fuck with me wrong, get the
Thank God I'm from the slammer, was gone for the hammer
the yard like a gamma
Niggas was goin' bananas, I'm calm a camel
I'm smokin' that strong a camel
I bet my life when we gamble, y'all shippin'
We shippin' pianos
I'm in that Lam Diablo, pew like
I'm gone, two up, bitch, I'm gone
forever, Jerry Jones
I gotta hustle, keepin' my destiny
the House of Deréon
This that I'm on is private, my very own
So no my carry-ons
She sent a naked, I said it's on

But she live in Fort Lauderdale and I'm closer to Beach
I told her to come over, she said, "okay, fall asleep"
She say she can be my housewife and my house clean
I say shut the fuck up, put this dick back in your mouth
I don't see nothing wrong with mouth and lip service
motherfucker, tighter than a pinched nerve, bitch
I didn't answer my phone, I said I couldn't get
My new Nina just me that she sick of being a virgin

Now I don't get excited nigga, I get exotic
I don't get invited to these bitches pity
I don't do narcotic even though a got it
Countin' all money, I feel like I got arthritis
up the work for a hour, fingers hurtin'
Let my bitches me, 'fore they leave I check their purses
Sorry for the wait, the confusion, the
Got me movin' weight, and these verses
in the kitchen in the trap house with my shirt off
I'm gon' get these millions and I put that on my first
Got that old Juvie bumpin', talkin' the third ward
The DA was a dick and the was a jerk off
We yellin' suwoop, suwoop,
Yeah, you us yellin', suwoop, suwoop, suwoop

Blood gang,
And it's that Sorry 4 the 2, ooh
And I'm so for the wait too, yeah

Sorry for the wait, had to drop that part two and
to let you know that a nigga still doin' it
Workin' like a slave, talking Roots two and shit
Sorry for the wait, Lil Tunechi Tunechi bitch, yeah