Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

Sound like my mic is

I-I am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah, they me Tune, got them bitches tuned in
It's a crazy world so I stay in
And nigga's don't cross the line, nigga's in line

Like welfare, I'm St.
Hotter a devil, nigga, hell yeah
Roc-a-bye, baby, homicide,
That's more drops, call me cry baby

What you talkin' 'bout? it to my nine
Cut your tongue out, it to your moms
I'm the young god, un-flawed
I'm in the buildin', you in the front yard

Life's a bitch, nah, better yet a dumb
And I bet I can fuck the world and it come hard
Yeah, you is washed up
And I'm shittin' on 'em two girls and one cup

Weezy a.k.a. "Bring The Money Home"
Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya bone
Laugh now, die later,
You's a like zeta phi beta motherfucker

Yeah, it how I see ya
I I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea
Pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I wish I met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't want your

Man, I'm so tired of ballin' I a lot now
I let my goons rush ya like
Gun at ya eyebrow, pow pow
Man, I ball hard even with five

Yeah, we in this bitch tampon's
Dump you in the woods, now get yo' on
Choke hold around shit 'cause I'm so hands on
I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is I lands on

against the wall and my two feet is what I stand on
Diva in the room, she blowin' me like a band horn
Got her on her the same knees that she be prayin' on
Now she just her girlfriend with a capital, you can join

Yeah, what wanna do? I'm all ears
Smokin' on that head band, call that shit the Paul
I'm so ahead of my time like dog years
Ball like Solange, India Arie, Spears

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
W-wish I met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea

I am spendin' much more
I'm makin' on cars and these vacations, is that too much information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into
With a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live by the station

I am to figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Money, tell that magazine stop askin' me
I be with the dread, with the tattoo's on his
And a flag the colour red a fuckin' low battery, okay

Nigga the shit I'm wilin' on
I be with your baby momma, you be with your child at
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of
Big cheese, big bread, call that a calzone, okay

I will break your collar bone
Us against the world, better pick which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady mileage on
And we about to kill 'em C4, Mr. Carters

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't be ya
We some asshole nigga's, call us
The Money keep growin' yep, growin' like a Chia

Yeah, I it how I see it
Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we call ya gonorrhea
You keep that shit I'ma see ya
Kill ya and and fuck ya mama mia