Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

Yeah, I appreciate ya tonight
It's been a moment since I've some public speaking
I now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet
But uh, you just gotta let it out
Young Angel and Young
You know it is, uh

Look, I'm the property of
I ain't here I got chauferred
me champagne flutes,
Rose and some shots
I better when I'm not sober
I smoke ain't no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights back home no stop
Still spittin' that shit that shot 'Pac over
The shit my mother look shocked
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of
A migraine, two Excedrin
I'm the one twice I'm the new eleven
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it
I swear niggas be eyein' me all
And lyin' to they girls and the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' their problems ours
'Cause we have in common
I done became star
I done big swervin' right in to my peer's lane
Same dudes that to holla my engineer's name
One touch I make the drapes and the sheers change
An show me the city that I'll without claim
What I set seems to extinguish
Coolest kid out word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own see the paper cut fingers
My song is ya girlfriend's wakin' up
Heh, or alarm, or
She be here at six in the if I let her
But I never get attracted to
'Cause a eager beaver could be the of a dam
I always that I could figga
How to get these label heads to offer 'em good
And me doin' the shows gettin' everyone 'cause
hipsters gon' have to get alone with them hood niggas
It's all good I'm off like lights when the show's over
Make pasta rent a movie hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath but I'm no "joker"
I'll slow roast ya, got no
Wet on ya table nigga no coaster
bread everyday boy no toaster
G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no
They handin' chips to me nigga no poker
I'm it, Young Money, Cash Money soldier
My cup over,
The same niggas I with, I fall with
On Southern drawl shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Paul shit
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These cases don't workout I hope we can on
enough to pay any Judge Judy off
First I'm a do is free Weezy, go

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And I take
I don't that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, big
I'm goin' to the bank to make a big
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt
And if the ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me Roy
Jones fightin' the drugs and gun charge
Shit, leave me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head to Vince Lombardi
to Marky Mark leave a snitch departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go crazy like retarded
Red light on it like it's
I ain't I'm jus C4'in
My foreign
We are in a they aren't
dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya eyes ya face
Watch the game the side I'm play callin'
No I say that I'm flawless
But I, sure don't tarnish
My pistol got comments for ya
I'm so high I can vomit on a
K Y no I'm on it
Weezy F. Baby new born
You what they say 'bout when ya palm itch
I'm get money money I'm gon' get
Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that toilet paper quick like when bones
That's right bitch I'm back on my grown
automatic k no ice just chrome shit
And ya' boyfriend softer than a pit
I scream "fuck the world" a long dick
Motherfucker I'm me, yeah I'm me
You niggas sweet like the in which I eat
Fireman burn down ya' street
So fly I'm a off when I leap, bye
And you can my wings
Stand on my money Yao Ming
Putcha hand in the oven if ya' touch my
I'm shufflin' the 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the
House full of like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus screamin' do you hear her
Drizzy Drake the lick read?
We make magic boy Roy and
Whoo! Moula baby, yeah