Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

Yeah, I appreciate ya tonight
It's been a moment I've done some public speaking
I find now-a-days 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 of October
I ain't drive here I got
Bring me flutes,
and some shots over
I better when I'm not sober
I smoke good no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
Private back home no stop over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot over
The shit my mother look over
Yeah, but a canvas I'm a group of seven
A migraine, take two
I'm the one over 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 to they girls and drivin' the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' their problems became
we have nothin' in common
Since I done became
I became big swervin' right in to my peer's lane
Same dudes 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 without claim
What I set seems to extinguish
Coolest kid out word to Chuck Inglish
Count my own money see the paper cut
My song is ya wakin' up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or
She be here at six in the if I let her
But I never get to fans
a eager beaver could be the collapse of a dam
I always that I could figga
How to get label heads to offer 'em good figures
And me doin' the shows gettin' nervous 'cause
Them hipsters gon' have to get alone with them niggas
It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the show's
Make pasta rent a movie hoes over
in peace to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"
I'll slow roast ya, got no
Wet glass on ya nigga no coaster
bread everyday boy no toaster
G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no
They just handin' chips to me nigga no
I'm with it, Young Money, Money soldier
My cup over,
The same niggas I ball with, I fall
On some Southern shit
Rookie of the year, '06 Chris shit
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These don't workout I hope we can agree on
Makin' enough to pay any Judge off
First I'm a do is free Weezy, go

[Lil'
And I probation
I want that T.I. and Vick vacation
plane, big location
I'm goin' to the bank to make a big
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt
And if the food ain't on the I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can me Young Roy
Junior fightin' the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't me unguarded
And I'm a cheese word to Vince Lombardi
Word to Marky Mark a snitch departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go like it's retarded
Red light on it like recordin'
I recordin' I'm jus C4'in
My currency
We are in a they aren't
dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya ya face fallin'
Watch the game the side I'm play callin'
No I didn't say that I'm
But I, damn sure tarnish
My got comments for ya garments
I'm so high I can on a comet
K Y no I'm on it
Weezy F. new born bitch
You know they say 'bout when ya palm itch
I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get
Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that paper quick like when bones spit
right bitch I'm back on my grown shit
That automatic k no ice chrome shit
And ya' boyfriend than a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" wit' a dick
Motherfucker I'm me, yeah I'm me
You niggas sweet like the pussy in I eat
burn down ya' entire street
So fly I'm a off when I leap, bye
And you can suck my
on my money headbutt Yao Ming
Putcha in the oven if ya' touch my things
I'm shufflin' the cards to cut my queens
But I ain't the
full of bitches like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus screamin' do you hear her
Drizzy Drake what the lick
We make magic boy Roy and
Whoo! Young baby, yeah