Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah they call me toon. i got these bitches in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas dont cross the
Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im else wear
Hotter then a devil, nigga hell
Rock a by baby, baby
Thats more tear drops call me cry
what you bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah tongue out it to yah momss
im the god, swagga un-frod
im in the building you in the front yard
Lifes a bitch nah yet a dumb broad
nd i bet i fuck the world nd make it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh boys is up
nd im on you like too girls in 1 cup
Baby A.K.A bring the money homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny
now die later motha Fucker
Yuh a bitch like Zada By Data fucker Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
i neva met yuh i would wanna be yah
Pussy ass nigga i dont want yah PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga idont want yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so of ballin I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons ya (Russia) like Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I ball even with 5 fouls
yeah we in b-tch like tampon's
dump ya in the woods now get ya on
choke hold around this sh-t I'm so hands on
I get high as f-ck and Polo sheets is I land on
back against the my two feet is what I stand on
diva in the room she blowin me like a band horn
Got her on her knees the same that she be prayin' on
now she text her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, y'all wanna do I'm all ears
smoking on that head band call that Paul Pierce
I'm just so ahead of my time dog years
bald like Solange, India Arie, Britney

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I aaaaaam, spending much than I'm making on these cars and these vacations
is that too information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even racing
with a DashBoard full of tickets cuz I right by the station
I aaaaam, tryna out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Money tell the magazine stop asking me
I be with the dread with the tattoo's on his
and a flag the colour red like a low battery (ok)
n-gga peep the I'm wylin' on
I be with your baby momma, you be with child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of
big cheese big bread call that Low calzone
I will your f-cking collar bone
us against the World better which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady mileage on
and we about to em C4 Mr Carters home.

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