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 fuck
And don't the next day, this a thug's wedding day
In love? Will we it? Let us pray

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

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

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

world of broke men to rich ones
Throw them numbers away 'cuz this is it, hun
Headed to the Chapel, my niggas
And bafflin' '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
Sade, my head knot
Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my French, rephrase

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

Right before part ways with the street
I a son to greet every mornin'
Daughters and sons tickle my feet
Wife smilin', tellin' me it's to eat, I'm gettin' married

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

It was my dream for my to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin Luther King had a on the side
That's the negative ones say
Knew my wedding be one day but quickly is this day

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

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me with his arm
Told me how him and moms went to City Hall, dressed
Said, she would me Oswald Boateng
Customized in London by guys who up kings

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

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

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

I make a honest outta you yet
Everybody at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart poundin' out my like a cannon
I'm happy, one of my men

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

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