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
Only dubs and hundreds, I do fifties, n-gga
And I do 50-year-old Jiggas
Off that boss black Lamborghini, soft crack
Louis V golf hat, 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 more green than blue
And I keep a red bandana in my blue
So, n-gga calm your nerves, with all that
Far the curb bullshit-slash-spoken word
You
Im from the same as Venus and Serena
So get served
Im so wavy, homie no
Aint no Big Pimpin on my
But Im an king, peace to Pimp C
Catch me ridin through the hood, 20-10
You got cheese and I kill rats
Translation, I trap
Now do something with
Or to this
And them big ass lips
You got my in your mouth
I hope it like thisahhh
No homo, one timeahhh
your promo
And I been hard to the core since I solo
Only man on my horse like my Polo
And where Im bout to go is a no-no
But Im loco, got the in a chokehold
Tryna son me, Im not 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 than Weezy
say the Baby
I been for years, so b-tch, dont Drake me
And is not a diss
Cause I was just out in LA with Drake,
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 him some advice, Get rid of Amber Rose!
Ima you how she get down
I was at after party, sippin Cris
She was to Chris Brown
I seen Chris turn his like No!
Then Digger came 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 take it to the

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

Im so
Too hardcore to be a
All in your ear like Dre beats
The the cut yay couldnt fade me
You a shot and the sh-t grazed me
I wet up your just like the Navy
Put a label on the and write Play Me
DJs go in, DJs go in

Funk Flex, you my n-gga. Clue, 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 Felli Fel! Ed Deluxe, D Man, ride this sh-t 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 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 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 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 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 corner is 42.