Luyện nghe bài hát Free Uzi

Oh my God, what is this? An L
Uzi, yeah
(Fuck Drama)
This an L

Yeah, I remember when girl didn't need me
I have no money and I
couldn't out what's the reason (Why?)
Now that ho back on my team, 'cause my neck wet like a (Woah)
We served packs in the net,
we get them racks Serena, uh (Woo)
Yeah, the sun out, so my boys trap today
When you get money, every day like (Woo)
lyin', yeah he stuck with a cappin' face
Niggas rattin', they get hit with the MAC (Woo)
It's my "I don't even know, um, what happened"
in the kitchen still singin' "Happy Days" (Yeah)
I just popped a G6, I'm in my place
She was trippin', had to ask her, "What you take" (Let's go!)

I can make your lil' bitch just percolate
Sex first then we can have a (Yeah)
Gave me 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that face (Woah)
Make it rain in the like a nasty day
'em that I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate
Pastry, pocket, boy, you not cake
Fuck that overcoat and I swear your late
Bro just made his money back off a a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's half the
I remember when niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all bring apps to me
Wish me that my bitch practiced abstinence
Wishes come true until you just practice it
Niggas Never, ho, bitch, we havin' it
Yes, we it, but you know we stackin' it (Let's go)

I was steppin' on the beat, a nap on it
If she her ass, you know I'm gon' slap on it
She was suckin' my dick on her knees
Her bust in, she said, "Girl, what is happenin'?"
She said, "Baby, you know dad a pastor"
She said, "Mama, I'm doin' the Kaepernick"
Frito-Lay, yeah, you know that I'm stackin'
Got a face so you can see my blasphemy
It's some niggas really just wanna blast at me
But you know I got some niggas that for me
I'm not tall, but I ball like a
my money, yeah, I turn to a mathlete
Had to get my business (Yup)
I had three million in (I did)
I got it all off on level (Yup)
They said three million that's missin'
I say nothin', I stayed level
dolls on me, say, "Hey, yellow"
Then stack my money, stay level
I don't give a fuck, I'ma stay
Backwood on me, bitch, you 'rello (What else?)
I got my metal so mellow
Got them boulders, my neck see a pebble (Uh)

I can make your lil' bitch just percolate
Sex first we can have a after-date
me head 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty (Woah)
it rain in the club like a nasty day
Told 'em that I'm comin', oh, no
Pastry, pocket, boy you not cake
Fuck that and I swear your jacket late
Bro just made his money back off a half a
cost me 40 thousand, that's half the face
I remember them niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all their apps to me
Wish before me that my practiced abstinence
don't come true until you just practice it
Niggas broke? Never, ho, we havin' it
Yes we spendin' it, but you we stackin' it

Foreign cars, make your wanna hop in it
Don't know my name, but she start top in it
Lil Uzi make bitches wanna flock in it
Wonton, flood the block some Wock' in it
They saw I was so they all just start hoppin' fence
Gang Wang, yeah, you you get shot in it
Alexander Wang, bitch, I came poverty
Got a plug, bring that shit from Providence
Kill a opp, now my boys gonna
Psych, nah, back on it the next day
The reason he died 'cause boy gon' hesitate
Nigga, you started this shit, I'm just play
She on my dick 'til that bitch gon' regurgitate
She tellin' you that she never even of me
I can't trust of these niggas, might turn on me
I'm still a millionaire, shit not hurtin' me (Woah)
But hurtin' you (Yeah)
And I know the
I watch Big Bang Theory, that's the nerd in me
I remember your ass was just swervin' me
Please keep that same energy with the
I'm liftin' these big ol' stacks like my Hercules
Bulletproof on my tank, that's my
These ol' wanna rob me like a burglary (Let's go)

I can make your bitch just wanna percolate
Sex first we can have a after-date (Free Uzi)
Gave me 'til my shit, um, decapitate
Look me in my eye and do, um, that nasty (Free Uzi)
Make it rain in the club like a day
Told 'em I'm comin', oh, no ejaculate(Free Uzi)
Pastry, pocket, boy you not cake
Fuck that overcoat and I swear your late (Yeah)
Bro just his money back off a half a plate
Rollie cost me 40 thousand, that's the face
I remember when niggas all laughed at me
Portfolios, now they all their apps to me
Wish me that my bitch practiced abstinence
don't come true until you just practice it
Niggas Never, ho, bitch we havin' it
Yes we spendin' it, but you know we it

Uzi