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 world so I stay in mine
And nigga's don't cross the line, nigga's in line

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

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

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

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

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your
Pussy ass nigga, I want 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 your
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 like
you in the woods, now get yo' camp on
Choke hold this shit 'cause I'm so hands on
I get as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on

Back against the wall and my two feet is what I on
Diva in the room, she blowin' me just a band horn
Got her on her knees the knees that she be prayin' on
Now she text 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 just so ahead of my time like dog
Ball like Solange, India Arie, Britney

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

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

I am spendin' much than
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 right by the

I am tryin' to out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Young Money, tell 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

Nigga peep the I'm wilin' on
I be with baby 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 will break your fuckin' bone
Us against the world, pick which fuckin' side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he puttin' mileage on
And we to kill 'em C4, Mr. Carters home

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

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