Luyện nghe bài hát I.B.S.

Lemme tell y'all a 'lil story about
This here is a true story, check it out though

Ulcers my salary, alter my personality
it to you real, I can't feed my culture no fallacy
You know my attitude, arrogant, cocky
off papi food, used to be a stocky dude

Weighed two twenty, wit two honies, I monie
It's true dummy, dunny a new tummy
I become berserk, it was no fun to
Everyday my hurt, rippin' off my undershirt

The pain was no comparison, stomach started
up in public, yo fuck it, it was embarrassin'
Regurgitatin', green, yellow, burgundy,
But my urgency soon, the emergency room

In there, no salvage, treated a cold savage
They said symptoms, huh, a dope addicts
There you have it, but ain't find no heroin
Coke, crack, dope, just weed, but that's my

My mama, mama and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy, word to my blue
This is a true
I got stomach pain, don't sun or rain
Thought that it went away, uh oh, here it again

Never mind stuntin', dime puffin, doc his time frontin'
He like a bad detective, he find nuttin'
Besides that though, I can't enjoy a movie,
My son growin' up, I'm lookin' like the thinner

I'm suicide, do or die, sit and cry
What hurt my baby moms if I'm gettin' high
She gonna me a thug, I told the lady I love
If it hustlin' ma, please don't relate me to drugs

I'm loosin' though, everyday pounds and muscles
Gotta get off my ass, hit some towns and
Bein' sick, huh, it get you know
I was too sick to do shows, but still to move O's

You my attitude, get it how I get it
If I can shoot, I around, I'm off my pivot
And oops, I I had it mapped
Weight to gain again, it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I again

My baby mama, and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy, word to my maurys
This is a true
I got pain, don't matter sun or rain
that it went away, uh, oh, here it come again

Ay, yo, god body, I'm hard bodied, mommy, vanishin'
Hadda go low, the clinic, Minnesota
I get cake, a rock in a hard place
For me, that's a odd place, I'm only here by God's

Like a lab rat, them tests Cam
Ultrasound, MIR, CAT scan,
Laparoscopy, inoscopy, I be

The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
And that's irritable child, I hadda spit it y'all
Kick to y'all, so it ain't my if I shit on y'all
Get it, get it, get it, get it?

My baby mama, and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy, word to my maurys
This is a true
I got stomach pain, matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away, uh oh, here it again

My baby mama, and my grandma
Say that I'm too gordy, word to my maurys
This is a story
I got stomach pain, don't matter sun or
that it went away, uh oh, here it come again