Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, to all my moon men
they call me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas dont cross the
Nigga stay in line, welfare, im saint else wear
then a devil, nigga hell yeah
Rock a by baby, homacide
Thats more tear drops call me cry
you talking bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah tongue out mail it to yah
im the young god, swagga
Bitch im in the building you in the yard
Lifes a bitch nah betta yet a dumb
nd i bet i fuck the world nd make it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh boys is up
nd im shitting on you too girls in 1 cup
Weezy Baby A.K.A bring the homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny
Laugh now die motha Fucker
Yuh a like Zada By Data Mothaa 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 gonorrhea PA PA PA ass nigga idont want yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so tired of I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya (Russia) Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I ball hard with 5 fouls
yeah we in this b-tch tampon's
dump ya in the now get ya camp on
choke hold 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 feet is I stand on
in the room she blowin me just like a band horn
Got her on her knees the same knees she be prayin' on
now she just her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, what y'all do I'm all ears
smoking on that head band call sh-t Paul Pierce
I'm just so of my time like dog years
bald Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

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I aaaaaam, much more than I'm making on these cars and these vacations
is that too much
I just a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
with a full of tickets cuz I live right by the station
I aaaaam, tryna out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Young tell the magazine stop asking me
I be the dread with the tattoo's on his head
and a the colour red like a f-cking 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 made of styrofoam
big cheese big bread call sh-t Low calzone
I will your f-cking collar bone
us against the World better pick side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting on
and we about to kill em C4 Mr home.

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