Luyện nghe bài hát I.B.S.

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

Ulcers hurt my salary, my personality
Give it to you real, I feed my culture no fallacy
You my attitude, arrogant, cocky rude
Eatin' off papi food, to be a stocky dude

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

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

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

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

Never mind stuntin', dime puffin, doc spent his frontin'
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' 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 told the lady I
If it ain't hustlin' ma, please 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 you know
I was too sick to do shows, but still equipped to 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 gain again, it was a game my friend
Dame mane I pained

My baby mama, mama and my
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 bodied, word mommy, vanishin'
Hadda go low, the clinic, Minnesota
I couldn't get cake, a rock in a place
For me, that's a odd place, I'm only here by God's

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

The prognosis, diagnosed, IBS
And that's 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
This is a story
I got stomach pain, matter sun or rain
Thought that it went away, uh oh, here it come

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
Thought that it went away, uh oh, here it come