Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice hoodie, bathin' ape tennis shoes
No time for pictures, no time for
I'm go get the money, or sunny
Try me and I'm comin' out my coat arm or
Note on the "Pay me or they go"
You get the cash then pay me in Yayo,
me the drama
Don't go run and snitch if ya mama
Then merk you right in front of that bitch
I'm a Young Money, Cash Money, Universal
Watch out Ms. Syria, I'm fillin' 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 whores, that know whores
That's with some more whores
You owe I show whores, I grow whores
I know it's at the store 'cause I go
I go and so forth
Mami say she so bored oh boy uh oh
I leave that pussy so sore that's right no
Bitch get in the current how the dough flows
Niggas call Maybachs

Nigga got the glock in a choke
I won't to the cops to the po-po's
hoes
Shout to my ground, Hollygrove
Fuck them New Orleans niggas, funeral
Uptown up town's, where I rolls,
Welcome to the real and of course
chopper that I tote'll split them 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 money, you can wait up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, I'ma to the bass
What can I say? I can't feel my face

Deal up, wheel up bring it back rewind
I'm a dealer I bring it back all the time
coke, that hard, that crack, oh God
You get you can't give back no charge

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

Gimme those (those) those (those)
Matter fact gimme those whole three
I hit the sacks like gimme (that)
Gimme that (that) gimme matter fact gimme that rack
Cash laid tad I'm out
I'm off to the valet, where's my 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 I let my balls sag also
Off drawers, grow 'em all in they torso
Uh, she can't the dick
I tell her "put a in it, bitch take the dick"
Stroke, stroke see if she can 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
Give 'em to my workers let the strip 'em
Fiends go for the work I'm chefin'
go to work after the work you sell 'em

They know they gotta buy more they head hurt they eyes
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 the chef you never have to re-chef
When I comprendez rewind, reset, replay, action
I be the chef you never have to re-chef
I chef comprendez, aye