Luyện nghe bài hát Marinatin'

We Could marinate, get and and stack riches
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) your own bud, brew, and bitches
Ain't no set trippin', actin' ill and don't steal, for
(You to chill)

1:
I woke up in my Tommy Hilfigures boxers at 10 from a at the door
But why at my door for?
Oh! My peep's got a half gallon, smilin'
My totalled ten one empty round from putting it down
But now, my day is starting off Cola and Remy Martin
Some of the from L.A. and Carson want to throw a private party today
on some Gautier and my Rolex link dressed to kill like Bernard Getts
My squad like Lee Haney, so its best I keeps myself on house arrest
Cause you never know, maybe they might wind up at 429
Locked away, plus can't keep the boody calls
I'm

Dialed up micehead to see what's crackin' tonight
She said she just broke up her man
And she free like Mnadela, she bringina box of Philly pantellas
Acapells, I game Lou Panella made sure to tell her
Don't no fellas, cherral, girl you can braid the tweed
And then you can show me how to do the seed
Agreeded, cause we get down like this on a regular,
Watchin' bootleged tapes, shooting jokes, your choice of imported
Craps and Celo on the patio for more chips than
Chips like the MGM
Just make sure your is single, so it's popping
ain't nothing worse than fifth wheels that's cockblocking
And knocking while I"m knocking talking she ret' to go
I want some of your brown sugar while I D'Angelo
(Fo'sho) No special holiday, but sometiems just alive is a reason for

So we

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I get around like Pro Logic,
But running streets too much get fools hated
Incarcerated, or
At the house we safely intoxicated, lubricated
questions, everybodys faded and now, we got the ladies undressing
Like 1st King strippers bouncin' on nigggas balls like the LA
The phone rang, my shorty said "What you up to, boo?"
Nothing, just like bruh-man on Martin do
See only when I'm tipsy, when my words start
Do I get telling lies like Mark Furhaman
So I'll call you later drink was low, to the stash and pulled out the
XO
The T.U.'s is down for
run more trains than the metrorail but ya'll got to be out by two
I'm getting sleepy and plus my boo is through
So let the front hit you where Ru Paul probably might
And everybody what's up for tomorrow night