Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

Yeah, I appreciate ya tonight
It's a moment since I've done 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 drive here I got
me champagne flutes,
Rose and some over
I think when I'm not sober
I good ain't no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
flights back home no stop over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot over
The my mother look shocked over
Yeah, but a canvas I'm a group of seven
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 niggas be eyein' me all hard
And lyin' to they girls and drivin' the same
Sittin' there wishin' problems became ours
'Cause we nothin' in common
Since I done became
I done became big right in to my peer's lane
dudes that used to holla my engineer's name
One touch I could make the and the sheers change
An show me the that I'll without fear claim
I set seems to never extinguish
Coolest kid out baby to Chuck Inglish
Count my own money see the cut fingers
My is ya girlfriend's wakin' up ringer
Heh, or alarm, or
She be at six in the morn' if I let her
But I never get to fans
'Cause a eager 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 lights when the show's over
Make 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 nigga no
Burn 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, Cash soldier
My cup over,
The same niggas I ball with, I fall
On Southern drawl shit
of the year, '06 Chris Paul shit
D.R., C.J, an Po I see
cases 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

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And I take
I don't want that T.I. and vacation
Private plane, big
I'm to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I stunt, I stunt hard
And if the ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the you can call me Young Roy
Jones fightin' the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't me unguarded
And I'm a cheese head word to Vince
Word to Marky Mark a snitch departed
All that blood the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy it's retarded
Red light on it like recordin'
I ain't I'm jus C4'in
My foreign
We are in a league aren't
Better dig in ya pocket an pay
Better cover ya eyes ya fallin'
Watch the game from the I'm play callin'
No I say that I'm flawless
But I, damn sure don't
My got comments for ya garments
I'm so high I can vomit on a
K Y no I'm on it
F. Baby new born bitch
You know what they say 'bout when ya palm
I'm gon' get money I'm gon' get
Young Money in ya tummy and we gon'
An get that paper quick like when bones spit
That's right bitch I'm back on my shit
That automatic k no ice just chrome
And ya' boyfriend softer than a pit
I scream "fuck the world" wit' a dick
I'm me, yeah bitch I'm me
You niggas sweet like the in which I eat
Fireman burn down ya' entire
So fly I'm a take off I leap, bye
And you can my wings
Stand on my money headbutt Yao
Putcha hand in the oven if ya' my things
I'm the cards 'bout to cut my queens
But I the dealer
House of bitches like Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus screamin' do you hear her
Drizzy what the lick read?
We make boy Roy and Sigfreid
Whoo! Young baby, yeah