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 better run it
Only and hundreds, I dont do fifties, n-gga
And I do 50-year-old Jiggas
Off that boss Lamborghini, interior soft crack
Louis V golf hat, feelin a Tiger
I made out of nothin like MacGuyver
from an eighth, flipped it to a key
I got em like ay, trappin like
Plus I get more green than blue
And I a red bandana in my blue jeans
So, n-gga calm nerves, with all that absurd
Far the curb bullshit-slash-spoken word
You
Im from the same as Venus and Serena
So get served
Im so wavy, homie no
no Big Pimpin on my block
But Im an underground king, to Pimp C
Catch me ridin through the hood, 20-10
yeah You got cheese and I kill
Translation, I still
Now do with that
Or to this
And with big ass lips
You got my in your mouth
I hope it tastes thisahhh
No homo, one timeahhh
Thats promo
And I been hard to the core I went solo
man on my horse like 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 even have a by your Destiny
And I aint mean to that a at Bey
Im blacked out like you did

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

Tell the world why Chris 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 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 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 to be MIA. No one on the corner got a swagger like you, cause no one on the f*ckin corner is 42.