Luyện nghe bài hát Mercy

[Intro: Fuzzy
Well, it is a weeping and a and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a mourning and a of teeth
It is a - when it comes to my sound which is the champion
(believe!)

Okay Lamborghini Mercy, your chick, she so
I'm in that Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me

[Verse 1: Big
it to the floor, make that ass shake
Whoa, make the ground move, an ass quake
a house up on that ass, that's an ass state
Roll my weed on it, that's an ass
Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this day-day
I them long nights, long nights to get a pay day
Finally got paid, now I shade and a vacay
(And niggas still hating) so hate I need an AK
Now we out in Paris, yeah I'm
White politicking, that's that Sarah Palin
Gettin' high,
I give her D, cause that's where I was born and raised in

[Verse 2: T]
Yeah it's prime time, my top back, this pimp ho
I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm Rick ho
I'm bill-dropping Ms. Pac-Man, pill popping-ass ho
I'm popping too, these dolphins need two coffins
All she is some heel money, all she need is some bill money
He his time, he counts it out, I weighs it up, that's real money
Check the neck, the wrist, them heads turning, that's exorcist
My Audemar like Mardi Gras, that's Swiss time and excellence
preference, roof gone, George Jefferson
That white frost on pound cake so your Duncan Hines is irrelevant
Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go, we go, we do it pronto

[Interlude: Fuzzy
Well, it is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of teeth in the
And who no have teeth rub pon them gums cause
time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown fi many times, and it still have one more time
the amount of stripe weh deh pon our shoulder

[Verse 3: Kanye
Let the suicide up
I threw suicides on the bus
I threw suicides on the jet
You know what mean, I'm fly to death
I step in Def Jam building I'm the shit
Tell 'em give me fifty million or I'm-a
rappers taste level ain't at my waist level
Turn up the bass 'til it's up-in-your-face
do no press but I get the most press, kid
Plus, yo my bitch make bitch look like Precious
about Mary, she gone off that Molly
Now the party is melted like Dal
Now everybody is movin' body
Don't sell me apartment, move in the lobby
Niggas is loiterin' to feel important
You gon' see lawyers and in Jordans

4: 2 Chainz]
Ok, now ketchup to my campaign, coupe the of mayonnaise
I'm drunk and high at the same time, champagne on the airplane (Tell em)
Spit rounds like the gun range, it up like Rampage
100 bands, cut your girl, now girl need a bandaid
A, A1, chain the color of Akon
Black diamonds, backpack rhyming, co-signed by Louis (Yup!)
Horsepower, horsepower, all Polo on I got horsepower
Pound of this cost four thousand, I make it rain, she want more
pourin', all my cars is foreign
All my broads is foreign, tall like Jordan