Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice hoodie, bathin' ape tennis shoes
No for pictures, no time for interviews
I'm go get the money, snowstorm or
Try me and I'm comin' out my coat arm or
on the table "Pay me or they go"
You can't get the then pay me in Yayo,
Save me the
Don't go run and snitch if ya mama
Then I'll merk you in front of that bitch
I'm a Young Money, Cash Money, Universal
Watch out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda ya, ha
I'm a headache, but love the pain
I ask a bitch her and tell her go board the plane

I'm so sure, I more, I'm so more, the Wayne.
I know whores, that whores
That's always with some whores
You owe I show whores, I grow whores
I know it's at the 'cause I go more
I go and so forth
Mami say she so well oh boy uh oh
I leave pussy so sore that's right no doze
Bitch get lost in the current how the dough
Niggas call Maybachs

Nigga got the in a choke hold
I won't to the cops to the po-po's
hoes
Shout to my ground, Hollygrove
Fuck with them New niggas, funeral
up town's, where I rolls, yeah
Welcome to the real and of course
That chopper that I tote'll split them like a
the spiritual force, take 'em way up north
They say the end is comin', I'm a up for it
I'm a chase that money, you can up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, I'ma boom to the
What more can I say? I feel my face

Deal up, up bring it back come rewind
I'm a dealer dealer I bring it all the time
That coke, that hard, crack, oh God
You get caught you give back no charge

mouth slow leakin' am out no charge
That's free no prod that's G ya'll
So, no more slow now he just got a flat
laid on his back flat halftime (halftime)
In the playin' EA Sports
They in the streets till the D.A. See they
Plus the chickies know I fresh till my tippy toes
Hit the sneaker and say two words
"Gimme those" (gimme)

those (those) gimme those (those)
Matter fact gimme whole three rows
I hit the sacks like that (that)
that (that) gimme that matter fact gimme that rack
Cash tad paid I'm out
I'm off to the valet, my car? Thank you
I do better who better? You
Abuse cheeder playboy Hugh

The two next up my yes uh
I buy a car because I like the smell of new leather
I'm young, I'm fly, I'm black, I'm
I let my sag I drag my dick (ya dig)

The whores know I let my sag also
Off they drawers, 'em all in they torso
Uh, she can't the dick
I her "put a sock in it, bitch take the dick"
Stroke, see if she can take the dick
May I see if she can the brick you on a team now

Meanwhile, I'm in the
Doin' my routine
a few things, cook a few O's
Let my bag 'em
Give 'em to my let the strip have 'em
go beserk for the work I'm chefin'
Fiends go to work the work you sell 'em

They know they buy more they head hurt they eyes sore
You sellin' that keet rock, rock, dry wall
They don't want that come back for more
But they come to me they don't come back to your
I be chef the chef you have to re-chef
When I chef comprendez rewind, reset, replay,
I be chef the chef you have to re-chef
When I comprendez, aye