Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

Yeah, I ya patience tonight
It's been a moment since I've done some speaking
I find it's just best to keep quiet
But uh, sometimes you just let it out
Young Angel and Lion
You know it is, uh

Look, I'm the property of
I ain't drive here I got
me champagne flutes,
Rose and some shots
I better when I'm not sober
I good ain't no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights back home no stop
Still spittin' that shit that they shot 'Pac
The shit my mother look over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of
A migraine, take two
I'm the one twice over I'm the new
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it
I swear niggas be eyein' me all
And lyin' to girls and drivin' the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' their problems ours
'Cause we have nothin' in
Since I done star
I done became big swervin' right in to my peer's
dudes that used to holla my engineer's name
One touch I could make the drapes and the change
An show me the city that I'll fear claim
What I set seems to extinguish
kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own see the paper cut fingers
My song is ya wakin' up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or
She be here at six in the if I let her
But I get attracted to fans
'Cause a beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I knew that I could figga
How to get these label heads to 'em good figures
And me doin' the shows gettin' everyone 'cause
hipsters gon' have to get alone with them hood niggas
It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the show's
Make pasta a movie call hoes over
Rest in to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"
I'll slow roast ya, got no
Wet glass on ya table no coaster
Burn bread boy no toaster
G and Tez got a but I'm no smoker
They just handin' chips to me no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Cash Money
My cup over,
The same niggas I with, I fall with
On some Southern shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris shit
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These cases don't workout I hope we can on
Makin' enough to pay any Judy off
First I'm a do is free Weezy, go

Wayne:]
And I probation
I don't that T.I. and Vick vacation
plane, big location
I'm to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt
And if the food on the stove I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can me Young Roy
Jones Junior fightin' the drugs and gun
Shit, don't me unguarded
And I'm a cheese word to Vince Lombardi
Word to Marky Mark leave a snitch
All blood like the Red Sea parted
My gun go like it's retarded
Red light on it like it's
I ain't I'm jus C4'in
My currency
We are in a league aren't
Better dig in ya pocket an pay
Better cover ya ya face fallin'
the game from the side I'm play callin'
No I didn't say that I'm
But I, damn sure don't
My pistol got comments for ya
I'm so I can vomit on a comet
K Y no I'm on it
Weezy F. Baby new bitch
You know they say 'bout when ya palm itch
I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get
Young in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that toilet paper quick like when bones
That's bitch I'm back on my grown shit
That k no ice just chrome shit
And ya' boyfriend than a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" wit' a long
I'm me, yeah bitch I'm me
You niggas sweet like the in which I eat
Fireman burn ya' entire street
So fly I'm a take off I leap, bye
And you can my wings
Stand on my money Yao Ming
Putcha hand in the if ya' touch my things
I'm shufflin' the 'bout to cut my queens
But I the dealer
House full of bitches Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus mothafucker do you hear her
Drake what the lick read?
We make magic boy Roy and
Whoo! Moula baby, yeah