Luyện nghe bài hát Momma Used To Say

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It's the T.O.P nikka.. the top not the bottom
Yeah Mike Beck Drop that

Now how you end up in this fucked up situation (Momma to say)
Fuking with them boys momma warned you bout (Take your time men)
And they ain't cause them nikkas want their money (Don't you rush the ghetto)
And now your hiding in your and you kick them out

Verse I: Sunshine
Betta check who you fooling with, no doubt I'm on some shit
But my tooler spit, your hoes do a manula spin
Shit I chip em off, ship em off
If they don't back with my money by the morning
You know me the kid be on it, from dusk till dawn meng the kid holding
So have my money Homie my dough
You Wrong, if you cross me I'm gunna let it go (Wow)
Not Me I'm a rid em, Im hit em with a 40 cal, the bullet gunna split em
He softer then a pillow talking bout his gunna us
When I seen him nikka hugged me and he told me i'm the (you Know)

Now how you end up in this fucked up situation (Momma to say)
Fuking with them boys momma warned you (Take your time young men)
And they ain't playing cause them nikkas want their money (Don't you the ghetto)
And now your hiding in your house and you them out

Verse II:Mike
Ok I got money in my pocket, a at the crib
Car on the lawn, I'm disrespectful out this
You can from the way that I walk, Gotta hustle like I'm Russell Green plate to the fork
Put The 8th to your door, face on the floor
I'm Impatient when I'm racing, pedal stays on the
Metal to the jaw
Didn't your momma warned you, not them the they run up on you
In the of my doode I'm gunna blow hammers, hurd them creep while your still in cold jammas
will jam ya', pose as canvas
Stay calm never rush it expose your handles

Now how you end up in this fucked up situation (Momma to say)
Fuking with them boys momma warned you bout (Take time young men)
And they ain't playing cause them nikkas their money (Don't you rush the ghetto)
And now your hiding in your house and you them out