Luyện nghe bài hát Ignorant Shit

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

Look, I'm the of October
I drive here I got chauferred
me champagne flutes,
Rose and some over
I think when I'm not sober
I smoke good no glaucoma
I'm a stockholder,
Private flights back home no 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, two Excedrin
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 girls and drivin' the same cars
Sittin' there wishin' their problems became
'Cause we have in common
Since I done became
I done became big right in to my peer's lane
Same dudes that used to holla my engineer's
One touch I could make the drapes and the change
An me the city that I'll without fear claim
What I set to never extinguish
Coolest kid out baby word to Inglish
my own money see the paper cut fingers
My song is ya girlfriend's wakin' up
Heh, or alarm, or
She be at six in the morn' if I let her
But I never get to fans
'Cause a eager beaver could be the of a dam
I always knew that I figga
How to get these heads to offer 'em good figures
And me doin' the shows everyone nervous 'cause
Them gon' have to get alone with them hood niggas
It's all good I'm goin off like when the show's over
Make pasta a movie call hoes over
Rest in to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker"
I'll roast ya, got no holster
Wet glass on ya nigga no coaster
Burn bread everyday boy no
G and Tez got a sig' but I'm no
They just chips to me nigga no poker
I'm with it, Young Money, Money soldier
My cup over,
The same I ball with, I fall with
On some Southern drawl
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' to pay any Judge Judy off
First I'm a do is free Weezy, go

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And I probation
I don't that T.I. and Vick vacation
plane, big location
I'm goin' to the to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I hard
And if the ain't on the stove I hunt for it
But in the you can call me Young Roy
Jones Junior the drugs and gun charge
Shit, leave me unguarded
And I'm a head word to Vince Lombardi
Word to Mark leave a snitch departed
All blood like the Red Sea parted
My gun go crazy like it's
Red light on it like recordin'
I ain't recordin' I'm jus
My currency
We are in a league they
Better dig in ya an pay homage
Better cover ya eyes ya fallin'
the game from the side I'm play callin'
No I didn't say that I'm
But I, sure don't tarnish
My pistol got comments for ya
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 money I'm get
Young in ya tummy and we gon' shit
An get that toilet paper like when bones spit
That's right bitch I'm back on my grown
That automatic k no ice just chrome
And ya' softer than a foam pit
I scream "fuck the world" wit' a dick
Motherfucker I'm me, yeah I'm me
You niggas like the pussy in which I eat
Fireman burn down ya' entire
So fly I'm a off when I leap, bye
And you can my wings
Stand on my money Yao Ming
hand in the oven if ya' touch my things
I'm shufflin' the 'bout to cut my queens
But I ain't the
House full of bitches like Tila
Yeah, I'm the man in the
My swagger jus mothafucker do you hear her
Drizzy what the lick read?
We magic boy Roy and Sigfreid
Whoo! Moula baby, yeah