Luyện nghe bài hát FuckWitMeYouKnowIGotIt

(Intro)
I it's simple
Can't wit us

1 : Lil Wayne]
I got on yo head
I don't do my work
I cut off my hands, I don't even the work
I pray these niggas don't fuck me
And I don't to curse in church
And my bitch' taste just like Mrs. Butterworth's
I mean that, believe
Don't be short with that work
We find out yo ho work nigga
We follow your moms church nigga
You gonna have to swallow yo pride like a thirst
Get'em
I don't really around with certain niggas
Fuck all yall niggas, my niggas
These niggas backwards
Check ya mirror and your side mirrors
OG kush keep my clearer
That choppa get yo mind
I got 2 choppas that's
Eat yo block up like shrimp rice
Been so since I seen my eyes white
You know I smoke dry ice
Better in yo lane or get sideswiped
going down, let me straighten up and fly right
Still turn a ho into a housewife
Man it's some things will never change
You ain't got a shot in a gun
These ain't even got chump change
Uh yea, and don't fuck with me, you I'm Gotti
yourself before I sign it
Yea, I'm shinin on niggas, no horizon
Yea, and it's down if I'm her pilot
Uh, my new car is so
My new bitch is so
Money talks, like no comment
Black car, racial profiling, rest in peace to Wallace
Desert Eagle like the
I get my work from Suave uh
a Rollie if I got time on my hand
You ever see me broke? on my cast
Boy my weed so good I cry it's gone
Had a phone in jail, a cellphone
Yea, I'm to buy a machinegun
We drink it all, leave clean cups, make look like speed bumps
I'm on some train tracks
Hopin' bitch speed up
I'm strong-arming niggas, roll my sleeves up, yea
I got bad bitches on standby, all my hoes got cat
Celebrate when a rat die, make a nigga fall back like he baptized
Put me in a hospital room, full of flat
I'm Lee immortal
My name ringing, my ringin, hello may I take yo order?
I say...
Testarossa testimony
Got so much shit up you could smell it on me
all y'all niggas in Swahili nigga
Ain't nothing round here but Willy, nigga
Ak-47, it Mr. Biggs
All my blood, fuck yo syringe
Chop his head off, put it in the
Try not to mistake that for dinner

2 : T.I.]
Hey let me introduce you nigga to most
Every nigga round with me carry a
Sadity bitches a nigga Tune on the low
They just be 10 and be doing the most
Okay, Tune in the jet flyin over the
I'm on the way from the Panama, I got a few on the
What you niggas make a I could do with the blow
You on playin with me, bet I'll put a few in you ho
The of a fuck nigga, we soon to see
These sweet as perfume to me
I mean really like to me
Ain't nobody fuckin with and me
Hustle Gang, bang green, in God we
Money Cash Money, they down with us
I got a bitch who want yo bitch, you finna the ho up
And buck shawty listen, you don't really know us
We a a nigga head, leave him layin for dead
I get caught with a banger, I'ma lay in the
In gen pop every day in the feds
I was chillin on the yard, really going
And pussy niggas catchin' feelings over broads
King pussy nigga but I'm like a god
A town nigga, head I'm about it
Everybody know "to with me cuz I got it"