Luyện nghe bài hát Gooder

Sittin' on the toilet, smokin' on medicated
loose thousands, I'm living good, they aggravated
Two things on my mind, one is to keep
And the is to get more of this shit that I'm countin'

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

I'm a uptown flame thrower, Young Money fire
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 it, yo' husband on a budget, missus

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

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

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

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

So nigga join the team or you can catch the
Or just get out the game or get hit from the side
We makin' money while you niggas makin' quotes
You can make it rain, we make it flood like the levy

all about the paper, money controls my whereabouts
About a year from now I'm tryna break new McLaren out
Wheels of Fortune on the whip, Vanna in it
Bitch shotgun, probably be your in it

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

Times the same, shit done gone bad, but nigga, we good
Nigga, we gooder than a fucker, than a mother fucker
This for my fuckers, we run this mother fucker

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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