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
dubs and hundreds, I dont do fifties, n-gga
And I dont do 50-year-old
Off that boss Lamborghini, interior soft crack
Louis V golf hat, feelin like a
I made something out of nothin MacGuyver
Started an eighth, flipped it to a key
I got em like ay, trappin like
I get more green than blue cheese
And I keep a red in my blue jeans
So, n-gga your nerves, with all that absurd
Far from the curb bullshit-slash-spoken
You
Im from the same city as and Serena
So dont get
Im so wavy, no yacht
Aint no Big Pimpin on my
But Im an underground king, peace to C
Catch me ridin the hood, 20-10 Bentley
yeah You got cheese and I kill
Translation, I still
Now do something with
Or respond to
And them big ass lips
You got my name in mouth
I it tastes like thisahhh
No homo, one timeahhh
Thats your
And I been hard to the since I went solo
Only man on my horse my all-black Polo
And where Im bout to go is 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 mean to that a at Bey
Im blacked out you did Free

Im so wavy
Too hardcore to be a
Rock more red Weezy Baby
say the Baby
I been around for years, so b-tch, dont me
And this is not a
I was just out in LA with Drake, b*tch
And no disrespect to G and
But n*gga Im a G and Im doing this for
And thats Yes brother, and Ye my so
Ima give him advice, Get rid of Amber Rose!
Ima tell you how she get
I was at Diddys after party, sippin
She was whisperin to Chris
I seen Chris turn his head No!
Then Gold Digger on, I pointed like, Hoe!
But aint bout her, this about Hov
Ima chop down the Roc and take it to the
I to Bey, cause this about Hov
Ima chop down the Roc and it to the stove

D.O.A.? No!
T-Pain stays, old goes

Im so
Too to be a Jay-Z
All in ear just like Dre beats
The ni-ga the cut yay couldnt me
You a shot and the sh-t grazed me
I wet up your block like the Navy
Put a label on the sh*t and Play 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, yall still my n-gga. DJ Drama, Kay Slay, in.

I mean, this sh-t so hot DJ Whoooooo Kid might spin 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 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 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 tryna 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.

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 bitter ass n-gga.

N-gga, Dame, man, thats your man. You and Dame was mans and em. You and Dame 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 like you, cause no one on the f*ckin corner is 42.