Luyện nghe bài hát I.B.S.

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

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

Weighed two twenty, wit two honies, I move
true dummy, dunny need a new tummy
I become berserk, it was no fun to
Everyday my stomach hurt, rippin' off my

The was no comparison, stomach started cherishin'
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 like a cold
They said pimpin' symptoms, huh, a dope
There you have it, but ain't find no heroin
Coke, crack, dope, just weed, but my medicine

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

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

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

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 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 started to again, it was just a game my friend
Dame mane I pained

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, word mommy,
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 by God's grace

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

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

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

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