Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

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

I'm so sure, I more, I'm so more, the Wayne.
I know whores, that know
always with some more whores
You owe whores I show whores, I whores
I know at the store 'cause I go more
I go and so forth
Mami say she so bored oh boy uh oh
I that pussy so sore that's right no doze
Bitch get lost in the how the dough flows
call Maybachs lo-lo's

Nigga got the glock in a choke
I won't fold to the cops to the
hoes
Shout to my ground, Hollygrove
Fuck with them New niggas, funeral
Uptown up town's, I rolls, yeah
Welcome to the outdoors and of course
That chopper that I tote'll split like a divorce
Then the spiritual force, take 'em way up
say the end is comin', I'm a stay up for it
I'm a chase that money, you can up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, boom to the bass
What more can I say? I can't my face

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

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

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

The two up my dick yes uh
I buy a car just because I like the 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 take the
I her "put a sock in it, bitch take the dick"
Stroke, stroke see if she can the dick
May I see if she can take the brick you on a now

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

They know gotta buy more they head hurt they eyes sore
You sellin' that keet rock, sheet rock, dry
They want that they come back for more
But they come back to me they come back to your
I be chef the chef you have to re-chef
I chef comprendez rewind, reset, replay, action
I be the chef you never have to re-chef
I chef comprendez, aye