Luyện nghe bài hát Gooder

Sittin' on the toilet, on some medicated
Countin' loose thousands, I'm living good, aggravated
Two things on my mind, one is to stylin'
And the second is to get more of this that I'm countin'

Call me J 2-0, I like a fountain
And I swear I beat the up 'til that bitch start ouchin'
them bitches' asses bouncin', make it fly like a falcon
Comparin' them to I is like a pebble to a

I'm a uptown thrower, Young Money fire starter
I had to to Wayne, I'm from the same place as the Carter
Harlem, and I ain't like none of other niggas
I get it, I spend it, yo' on a budget, missus

Young Money cloud gang, we so above you
Besides these groupies, after these shows, who with us?
You as well have a badge the way you cuff them bitches
I them bitches and back to the door and fuck them bitches

Times ain't the same, shit done bad, but nigga, we good
Nigga, we gooder a mother fucker, than a mother fucker
This for my mother fuckers, we run mother fucker

So fuck niggas and fuck them ho's
Money talks, we say
And I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Young Mula,

Okay, it's too much and not enough hands to count it
coming in, money never going outward
It's Young Money, yeah, I hear a lot of niggas me
This here is work, ain't nothing you can do about it

So join the team or you can catch the sideline
Or get out the game or get hit from the blind side
We makin' money while you makin' petty quotes
You can make it rain, we make it flood like the broke

It's all about the paper, money controls my
a year from now I'm tryna break that new McLaren out
Wheels of on the whip, Vanna White in it
shotgun, probably be your wife in it

Hustle year 'round, nothin' in front of that
Rap, estate and work, I can make a ton with that
Pay me in advance, I'm not comin'
Like Pain, Wayne, and Mack Maine, I got money,

ain't the same, shit done gone bad, but nigga, we good
Nigga, we gooder than a mother fucker, a mother fucker
This for my mother fuckers, we run this mother

So fuck niggas and fuck them ho's
Money talks, we say
And I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Young Mula,

Young Money under posh, won't wanna come across
Money do somersaults, Bentley all you dopes
Stuntin' on them ho's, it ain't me, it's the money's
Still make it rain, get by a money bolt

What it is, though? I what it ain't
go hard, I go to the bank
Check my stubs, bitch, it's Mack Maine
Money up and runnin', join the campaign

Times ain't the same, done gone bad
Bend a bitch over, pull money out her ass
I'm tired of the game 'cause it ain't it was
The chopper so close, I can that bitch a hug

And a gangsta love, so I keep a gangsta bitch
I got that dope dick, ain't a bitch I can't addict
And I'm lookin' at the game, I my eyes
I at the clock, and her hands were tied

Because times ain't the same, shit done gone bad, but nigga, we
Nigga, we than a mother fucker, than a mother fucker
This for my fuckers, we run this mother fucker

So fuck them niggas and them ho's
talks, we say hello
And I'm so, I'm so, I'm so Young Mula,
Mula, baby

Yeah, Young Mula,
Yeah, Young Mula,
Yeah, Mula, baby
Yeah, Mula, baby

Yeah, Mula, baby
Yeah, Mula, baby
Yeah, Mula, baby