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 cash run it
dubs and hundreds, I dont do fifties, n-gga
And I dont do 50-year-old
Off that boss black Lamborghini, soft crack
V golf hat, feelin like a Tiger
I something out of nothin like MacGuyver
Started from an eighth, it to a key
I got em ay, trappin like Gucci
Plus I get green than blue cheese
And I keep a red in my blue jeans
So, n-gga calm nerves, with all that absurd
Far the curb bullshit-slash-spoken word
You
Im the same city 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
yeah You got cheese and I kill
Translation, I trap
Now do something with
Or to this
And with them big ass
You got my name in your
I it tastes like thisahhh
No homo, one timeahhh
Thats promo
And I hard to the core since I went solo
Only man on my horse like my Polo
And where Im bout to go is usually a
But Im loco, got the in a chokehold
son me, Im not from NYC
You even have a child by your Destiny
And I aint mean to that a at Bey
Im out like you did Free

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

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 the cut yay couldnt fade 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 know yall cant play this sh-t. Its too wavy. And Jay your boy, its all good though, yall 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 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. 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 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 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 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 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 got a swagger like you, cause no one on the f*ckin corner is 42.