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 bitches tuned in
It's a crazy so I stay in mine
And nigga's cross the line, nigga's stay in line

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

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

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

Weezy a.k.a. "Bring The Money Home"
out a AK and pop ya in ya funny bone
Laugh now, die later,
a bitch 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 want your
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want 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 want gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea

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

Yeah, we in this bitch 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 sheets is what I on

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

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

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

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

I am much more than
I'm makin' on these 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 right by the station

I am tryin' to out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Money, tell that magazine stop askin' me
I be with the dread, 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 your momma, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two made of Styrofoam
Big cheese, big bread, call that shit a calzone,

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

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

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