Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

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

Look, I'm the property of
I ain't drive here I got
Bring me flutes,
and some shots over
I think better I'm not sober
I smoke good ain't no
I'm a stockholder,
Private back home no stop over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot over
The shit my look shocked over
Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of
A migraine, take two
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 be eyein' me all hard
And lyin' to they and drivin' the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' their became ours
'Cause we nothin' in common
Since I done star
I done became big right in to my peer's lane
Same that used to holla my engineer's name
One touch I could the drapes and the sheers change
An show me the city that I'll without claim
What I set to never extinguish
Coolest kid out baby word to Chuck
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 attracted to
'Cause a eager beaver could be the 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' nervous 'cause
Them hipsters gon' have to get alone with them niggas
It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the over
Make pasta rent a 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' to me nigga no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Cash soldier
My cup over,
The same niggas I with, I fall with
On some Southern shit
Rookie of the year, '06 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 thing I'm a do is Weezy, go

Wayne:]
And I take
I don't want that T.I. and Vick
Private plane, big
I'm to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I stunt, I stunt hard
And if the food ain't on the I hunt for it
But in the meantime you can call me Roy
Junior fightin' the drugs and gun charge
Shit, don't leave me
And I'm a cheese head word to Vince
to Marky Mark leave a snitch departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go like it's retarded
Red light on it it's recordin'
I ain't I'm jus C4'in
My foreign
We are in a league they
Better dig in ya pocket an pay
cover ya eyes ya face fallin'
Watch the game from the I'm play callin'
No I didn't say I'm flawless
But I, sure don't tarnish
My pistol got for ya garments
I'm so I can vomit 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
That's right bitch I'm on my grown shit
automatic k no ice just chrome shit
And ya' boyfriend than a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" wit' a long
Motherfucker I'm me, bitch I'm me
You niggas sweet like the pussy in I eat
Fireman burn down ya' street
So fly I'm a take off I leap, bye
And you can suck my
on my money headbutt Yao Ming
Putcha hand in the oven if ya' my things
I'm shufflin' the 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the
House full of bitches Tila Tequila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus mothafucker do you hear her
Drizzy Drake what the lick
We make boy Roy and Sigfreid
Whoo! Moula baby, yeah