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 dubs and hundreds, I do fifties, n-gga
And I dont do 50-year-old
Off that boss black Lamborghini, soft crack
Louis V golf hat, feelin a Tiger
I made something out of like MacGuyver
Started from an eighth, it to a key
I got em ay, trappin like Gucci
Plus I get more green than cheese
And I keep a red in my blue jeans
So, n-gga your nerves, with all that absurd
Far from the bullshit-slash-spoken word
You
Im from the same as Venus and Serena
So dont get
Im so wavy, homie no
no Big Pimpin on my block
But Im an underground king, peace to C
Catch me ridin through the hood, Bentley
You got cheese and I kill rats
Translation, I trap
Now do something with
Or respond to
And with them big ass
You got my name in your
I hope it tastes like
No homo, one timeahhh
Thats your
And I hard to the core since I went solo
man on my horse like my all-black Polo
And Im bout to go is usually a no-no
But Im loco, got the camel in a
Tryna son me, Im not NYC
You even have a child by your Destiny
And I aint mean to a shot at Bey
Im out like you did Free

Cause Im so
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
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 this for hip-hop
And Yes brother, and Ye my n-gga so
Ima give him advice, Get rid of Amber Rose!
Ima you how she get down
I was at Diddys after party, sippin
She was to Chris Brown
I seen Chris turn his like No!
Then Gold Digger on, I pointed like, Hoe!
But this aint her, this about Hov
Ima chop down the Roc and it to the stove
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 took a and the sh-t grazed me
I wet up your block just the Navy
Put a label on the and write Play Me
DJs go in, DJs go in

Flex, you my n-gga. Clue, what 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 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 tryna do. Sh-t, choo f-ckin Ye for? D.O.A. n-gga? Please. I love 808s and Heartbreaks, Love Lockdown, my sh-t.

Tell the world why Chris Brown 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.