Luyện nghe bài hát I'm So Wavy

N-gga pop tags, I pop the
got swag, I got the Tech-9
N-ggas got cash run it
Only and hundreds, I dont do fifties, n-gga
And I dont do 50-year-old
Off that black Lamborghini, interior soft crack
Louis V hat, feelin like a Tiger
I something out of nothin like MacGuyver
Started an eighth, flipped it to a key
I got em ay, trappin like Gucci
Plus I get more green than cheese
And I keep a red bandana in my jeans
So, calm your nerves, with all that absurd
Far from the bullshit-slash-spoken word
You
Im from the city as Venus 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 through the hood, 20-10
yeah You got and I kill rats
Translation, I trap
Now do with that
Or to this
And with big ass lips
You got my name in mouth
I it tastes like thisahhh
No homo, one timeahhh
your promo
And I been to the core 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 in a chokehold
son me, Im not from NYC
You cant have a child by your Destiny
And I mean to that a shot at Bey
Im out like you did Free

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

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

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

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

I 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, lock 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 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 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.

Tell the 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 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 f*ckin is 42.