Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

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

(Chorus) it how i see iit
Wish i 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 tired of ballin I a lot now
I'll let my rush ya (Russia) like Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I ball hard even with 5
yeah we in this like tampon's
dump ya in the woods now get ya on
choke hold around this sh-t cause I'm so on
I get as f-ck and Polo sheets is what I land on
back against the wall my two feet is what I on
diva in the room she blowin me just like a horn
Got her on her knees the same knees that she be on
now she just her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, y'all wanna do I'm all ears
smoking on that head band that sh-t Paul Pierce
I'm just so of my time like dog years
bald like Solange, India Arie, Britney

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

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