Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So Wavy

N-gga pop tags, I pop the
N-gga got swag, I got the
N-ggas got better run it
Only dubs and hundreds, I dont do fifties,
And I dont do Jiggas
Off that boss black Lamborghini, soft crack
Louis V golf hat, feelin a Tiger
I something out of nothin like MacGuyver
from an eighth, flipped it to a key
I got em ay, trappin like Gucci
Plus I get more green blue cheese
And I keep a red bandana in my jeans
So, n-gga calm nerves, with all that absurd
Far from the curb word
You
Im from the same as Venus and Serena
So get served
Im so wavy, homie no
Aint no Big Pimpin on my
But Im an underground king, to Pimp C
me ridin through the hood, 20-10 Bentley
yeah You got cheese and I kill
Translation, I trap
Now do something that
Or to this
And with big ass lips
You got my name in mouth
I hope it like thisahhh
No homo, one more
your promo
And I been hard to the since I went solo
Only man on my horse like my Polo
And Im bout to go is usually a no-no
But Im loco, got the camel in a
son me, Im not from NYC
You cant have a child by your Destiny
And I aint to that a shot at Bey
Im out like you did Free

Im so wavy
Too to be a Jay-Z
Rock red than Weezy Baby
Please say the
I been for years, so b-tch, dont Drake me
And is not a diss
Cause I was out in LA with Drake, b*tch
And no to G and Hip-Hop
But n*gga Im a G and Im doing for hip-hop
And thats Yes brother, and Ye my so
Ima give him advice, Get rid of Amber Rose!
Ima you how she get down
I was at Diddys party, sippin Cris
She was whisperin to Brown
I seen Chris his head like No!
Then Gold Digger came on, I like, Hoe!
But aint bout her, this about Hov
Ima chop down the Roc and take it to the
I apologize to Bey, this about Hov
Ima chop down the Roc and it to the stove

D.O.A.? No!
stays, old n-gga goes

Im so
Too hardcore to be a
All in ear just like Dre beats
The ni-ga the cut yay fade me
You took a and the sh-t grazed me
I wet up your block just the Navy
Put a label on the sh*t and write Me
DJs go in, DJs go in

Funk Flex, you my n-gga. Clue, up? DJ Enuff.

I know yall cant play this sh-t. Its too wavy. And Jay your boy, its all good though, still my n-gga. DJ Drama, Kay Slay, lock in.

I mean, this sh-t so hot DJ Whoooooo Kid might this sh-t at 50s birthday party. DJ Skee! Khaled know we the best! Yo, Don Cannon, Cannon! I know yall n-ggas locked in. DJ Chris Styles! Young Legend, Nu Jerzey Devil. DJ Felli Fel! Ed Deluxe, D Man, ride this sh-t straight through Big Boy Neighborhood! Kid Capri, tell Hovi Hov leave that young n-gga alone! I mean, DJ Red Alert, what up OG? Red Album coming soon.

I see you downloadin my swag, camelface. Blueprint 3 gon sell more cigarettes than it do records, n-gga. Now I know why the taxes went up on tobacco, motherf-cker. Heard bout your little fight backstage with Kanye, too. I got a million dollars say Kanye knocked that n-gga the f-ck out. Just tryna make good music, is all he do. Sh-t, choo f-ckin with Ye for? D.O.A. n-gga? Please. I love 808s and Heartbreaks, Love Lockdown, my sh-t.

Tell the world why Chris Brown wasnt at the BET Awards. This n-gga told BET if they let Chris Breezy, him and Beyonce stayin at home, ol ass n-gga.

N-gga, Dame, man, your man. You and Dame was mans and em. You and Dame used to be tighter than giraffe p-ssy and sh-t. You know your man having financial problems and sh-t. You number one on the Forbes list, n-gga, you make 35 million and sh-t. Give a n-gga a milli or sumthing. Id give it to him myself, but sh-t, I was only #13, n-gga, on the list, way down there with Jeezy and sh-t, earned 7 million this year so far. But Im on tour, n-gga, Lamborghini Tour, live from Switzerland, I gets it in. Sh-t, I could use 28 more million. But I wouldnt trade shots with you on the motherf-ckin list for that nose and them lips, n-gga. My n-gga Jay.

And last but not least, peace to M.I.A., cause the Roc bout to be MIA. No one on the corner got a swagger like you, cause no one on the corner is 42.