Luyện nghe bài hát Getting Married

This ain't no sucka for shit
This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, first night we shit
And don't the next day, this a thug's wedding day
In love? Will we make it? Let us

In a Limo, my niggas, my father, my
Everybody in tuxes blunted
Hard Bottasmov costumes, this ain't no act,
Factual, the pimp shall scoop no

Yes, I'm sure
I that she love me, I know that she faithful
We spoke on a agreement 'cuz Will and Jada ain't need it
Spoke on but then I dreaded the thought

'Cuz she deserves Ball and the whole shit
But know this, you fuckin' wit a ya throat quick
Vehicular explosions, smokin'
Dark-minded, chart climbin',

Safer of broke men to rich ones
them phone numbers away 'cuz this is it, hun
Headed to the Chapel, my laughin'
And it's 'cuz just a year ago

weird, though, I knew I'd get married
To who? I knew not, of snatchin' Halle up from the dreadlock
Pumpin' Sade, my head
Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my French, that

Someone who made my stop, couldn't wait to blaze that
Tired of hoppin' honey to honey
HIV spreadin', everybody bump the same
The game'll put in they graves

Right before they ways with the street
I want a son to greet mornin'
Daughters and more tickle my feet
Wife smilin', me it's time to eat, I'm gettin' married

Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to a chick I want
Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was for me to find a chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to a chick I want

It was my dream for my to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin Luther King had a fling on the
what the negative ones say
Knew my wedding would be one day but is this day

I the hoes gonna miss me
at old photos, sayin, "Damn, he used to twist me"
Start up since I woke up
Party was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober up

Father, saw me in a daze, me with his left arm
me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed norm'
Said, she would love me Boateng
Customized in London by guys who suit up

Gov', you got the ring, Jung', you
Maxwell, he gon' sing, invited Lauryn Hill and the
Baltimore, Cacky', Mississippi
packed in, my nigga, L is crazy tipsy

Spilled Pepsi on the links, ginger ale got it out
Walked in the church, all big to thug it out
My girl in glistenin', different stones
to go from my fiance to Mrs. Jones

That's a union that nobody can
I be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and uncles
'Cuz I love you much 'cuz you put up wit my
Court cases, mommas

I make a honest woman you yet
starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart poundin' out my chest a cannon
I'm happy, one of my men

Under the says, "Don't do it"
But they just joke, some shit
They playin, I'm gleeful, I'm
I'm stayin' vows are all true
"Will you take music as your wife?" "I do"
Sike, this ain't about music, y'all who I'm talkin' to
married

Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to a chick I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to find a chick I
Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to a chick I want
married