Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

Yeah, I appreciate ya patience
It's been a moment since I've done some public
I find now-a-days it's just best to keep
But uh, sometimes you gotta let it out
Young and Young Lion
You know it is, uh

Look, I'm the property of
I ain't drive here I got
Bring me flutes,
Rose and shots over
I better when I'm not sober
I good ain't no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights home no stop over
Still spittin' that that they shot 'Pac over
The my mother look shocked over
Yeah, but with a I'm a group of seven
A migraine, two Excedrin
I'm the one twice over I'm the new
And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I do it second
I swear be eyein' me all hard
And lyin' to girls and drivin' the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' their became ours
'Cause we nothin' in common
Since I became star
I done became big right in to my peer's lane
Same dudes used to holla my engineer's name
One I could make the drapes and the sheers change
An show me the that I'll without fear claim
I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out baby word to Chuck
my own money 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 always knew that I could
How to get these heads to offer 'em good figures
And me doin' the shows gettin' everyone nervous
Them hipsters gon' have to get with them hood niggas
It's all I'm goin off like lights when the show's over
pasta rent a movie call hoes over
Rest in peace to Ledger but I'm no "joker"
slow roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on ya table 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 with it, Money, Cash Money soldier
My cup over,
The same niggas I ball with, I fall
On some Southern drawl
Rookie of the year, '06 Paul shit
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
These cases don't I hope we can agree on
enough to pay any Judge Judy off
First I'm a do is free Weezy, go

Wayne:]
And I take
I don't want that T.I. and vacation
Private plane, big
I'm goin' to the to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I hard
And if the food ain't on the stove I for it
But in the you can call me Young Roy
Junior fightin' the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't leave me
And I'm a cheese word to Vince Lombardi
to Marky Mark leave a snitch departed
All that like the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy it's retarded
Red light on it like recordin'
I recordin' I'm jus C4'in
My foreign
We are in a league they
dig in ya pocket an pay homage
Better cover ya eyes ya fallin'
Watch the game the side I'm play callin'
No I didn't say that I'm
But I, damn sure tarnish
My pistol got for ya garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a
K Y no I'm on it
Weezy F. new born bitch
You know what they say 'bout ya palm itch
I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get
Money in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that toilet paper quick like bones spit
That's bitch I'm back on my grown shit
That automatic k no ice chrome shit
And ya' softer than a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" wit' a long
Motherfucker I'm me, bitch I'm me
You sweet like the pussy in which I eat
Fireman burn ya' entire street
So fly I'm a off when I leap, bye
And you can suck my
Stand on my headbutt Yao Ming
Putcha hand in the oven if ya' my things
I'm the cards 'bout 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' mothafucker do you her
Drake what the lick read?
We make magic boy Roy and
Whoo! Young baby, yeah