Luyện nghe bài hát Momma I'm So Sorry

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Vice, all my cocaine gringos, ya know
Miami Vice, Pusha spit shit for y'all, here we go

Youngin' don't my cells rise, I shoot you out ya chuckers
hear the whispers of all you mothafuckers
Papa said stay free of suckers
Minus the wicked jumper, balla like the rucker
Skip to my Lou if you for a couple, roosters in the duffle

Keep the hood screaming CaCa doodle doo
Coke by the ton, rap I'm the one
With basic rhyme pattern, how the you tryin' to jacka
Basic ass rappas, got 'em running for they
I about glocks and keys

Niggaz call me young black Socrates, West
Bitch drop to knees quick,
dreams of being a rich man's bitch
Feel sorry for niggaz, pull triggers and they click
So many bullets in my shit, should call me [Incomprehensible]
Shake the diamonds out my

I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
I don't fear and Crockett
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
Got two hot in my pocket

I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Big home, trees and watches
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
My accomplice is my conscious

Youngin', learn from me, let's not be at
more like than not, 2 peas of a pod
Same hustle, 'cept my now flows
I gave it away, at 30 grams an O

That accounts for all days in the cold
Feels like kissing cake mix, can't wait to lick the
But it's a picture, homes trust I done seen it
From to Colon, Oslo to Sweden

From Italy's to the shores of Nepali
Now I consider Salvador dollies
I'm no longer local, my thoughts are
That's why I seen distance, son expand ya

Even the [Incomprehensible] Norwegian women, blonde hair and eyes
I'm gettin' with a vengeance
Whip it like they want me all attached to the
And they in these raps if I'm kiddin', huh

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
I don't fear and Crockett
I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
Got two hot in my pocket

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
Big home, palm trees and
I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My only is my conscious, uh

Miami Vice, sorry heavenly father, again I hate to bother
It's P the evil creeper send some to the grim
Meanwhile, me and my Mrs. like and Sheeba
Sign of the her Emilio Gucci sneakers, huh

Ghetto literature, I damn near died Bolivia
It don't much to get rid of ya, it's a sin for ya
call the minister

I'm sorry for mistakes I have made
I aired family business, how you put me in my place
Even my baby mama, I can't look you in the
I can't do enough, you a symbol of God's grace

So I place you in the flower bed, shower heads
Throughout the house and keep the youngin's fed
And when I'm gone, I hope it is
I structure to the youth by the example I lead, huh

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
I fear Tubbs and Crockett
Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
Got two hot rocks in my

Mama I'm so sorry, I'm so
Big home, palm trees and
I'm so sorry, I'm so obnoxious
My accomplice is my conscious

Vice