Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah they me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas dont cross the
stay in line, like welfare, im saint else wear
Hotter a devil, nigga hell yeah
Rock a by baby, homacide
Thats more drops call me cry baby
you talking 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 betta yet a broad
nd i bet i culd 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 bone
Laugh now die later Fucker
Yuh a bitch like By Data Mothaa fucker Y E A H

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

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

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on cars and these vacations
is too much information?
I bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
with a DashBoard of tickets cuz I live right by the station
I aaaaam, figure out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Young Money tell the magazine asking me
I be with the dread with the on his head
and a flag the colour red like a low battery (ok)
peep the sh-t I'm wylin' on
I be with your baby momma, you be your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of
big cheese big bread that sh-t Low calzone
I will break your collar bone
us the World better pick which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti he steady putting mileage on
and we to kill em C4 Mr Carters home.

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