Luyện nghe bài hát I.B.S.

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

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

Weighed two twenty, wit two honies, I move
It's true dummy, need a new tummy
I become berserk, it was no fun to
my stomach 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 came my urgency soon, the room

In there, no salvage, treated like a savage
They pimpin' symptoms, huh, a dope addicts
you have it, but they ain't find no heroin
Coke, crack, dope, weed, but that's my medicine

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

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

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

I'm loosin' weight though, everyday pounds and
Gotta get off my ass, hit towns and hustle
Bein' sick, huh, it get sickenin' you
I was too sick to do shows, but equipped 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
started to gain again, it was just a game my friend
Dame I pained again

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

Ay, yo, god body, I'm bodied, word mommy, vanishin'
Hadda go low, the male clinic,
I couldn't get cake, a in a hard place
For me, a odd place, I'm only here by God's grace

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

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

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

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