Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

Sound my mic is right

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

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

What you talkin' 'bout? it to my nine
Cut your out, mail it to your moms
I'm the young god, swagga
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 make it hard
Yeah, you is washed up
And I'm on 'em like two girls and one cup

Weezy Baby a.k.a. "Bring The Home"
Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya bone
Laugh now, die later,
You's a bitch like zeta phi 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 never met ya, I wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I it how I see ya
W-wish I never met ya, I wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't want your

I am spendin' much more
I'm makin' on these cars and these vacations, is that too information?
I bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racin'
With a windshield full of 'cause I live right 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 the dread, with the tattoo's on his head
And a flag the colour red like a low battery, okay

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

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

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
We some asshole nigga's, us diarrhea
The Money keep growin' yep, it's like a Chia

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