Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice cream hoodie, bathin' ape shoes
No time for pictures, no time for
I'm go get the money, or sunny
Try me and I'm comin' out my arm or somethin'
Note on the table "Pay me or go"
You can't get the then pay me in Yayo,
me the drama
Don't go run and if that's ya mama
Then I'll merk you in front of that bitch
I'm a Young Money, Cash Money, Universal
out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda fillin' ya, ha
I'm a headache, but they the pain
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 whores
always with some more whores
You owe whores I show whores, I whores
I know it's at the store I go more
I go and so forth
Mami say she so bored oh boy uh oh
I leave pussy so sore that's right no doze
Bitch get lost in the current how the flows
call Maybachs lo-lo's

Nigga got the in a choke hold
I fold to the cops to the po-po's
Ya'll
Shout to my stompin' ground,
Fuck with New Orleans niggas, funeral
Uptown up town's, I rolls, yeah
Welcome to the real outdoors and of
That chopper that I split them like a divorce
Then the spiritual force, take 'em way up
They say the end is comin', I'm a up for it
I'm a that money, you can wait up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, boom to the bass
What can I say? I can't feel 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 can't back no charge

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

those (those) gimme those (those)
Matter gimme those whole three rows
I hit the sacks like that (that)
Gimme that (that) gimme 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 playboy Hugh Hefner

The two up my dick yes uh
I buy a car just 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 take 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 take the you on a team now

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

They know they gotta buy more they head hurt eyes sore
You sellin' keet rock, sheet rock, dry wall
They don't that they come back for more
But they come back to me they don't come to your
I be chef the you never have to re-chef
When I comprendez rewind, reset, replay, action
I be chef the chef you have to re-chef
I chef comprendez, aye