Luyện nghe bài hát Nerve

[Chorus: Fooly
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Hop in the 'rari and
Kick a broad to the curb
I'm gettin' like the first
I'm your bitch and she slurrin'
She suck on the dick she burp
She suck on the dick she burp
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you must got the

1: Lil Twist]
Mansion house, out
Cashin' out, baby, blackin' out
out, gas is out
Runnin' in, masses down, round
Hoes in shirts, hand me
Carter, need no brown
Need no Yeah
Take a moment for the brown
Pay smart ass to your cap and gown
Like ooh, you got that nerve
cup, fill it and serve
I come up Lil Tunechi
Had to let of the purp'
Had to let of the Xannies
let loose of the Perc's, no
We hit block and disturb
Run juice all your turf

[Chorus: Faime]
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Hop in the and swerve
Kick a bitch to the curb
I'm gettin' paid the first
I'm with your bitch and she
She on the dick 'til she burp
She suck on the dick 'til she
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve

[Verse 2: Lil
it out, ran 'em out
Standin' out, stand 'em
Candles out, it out
Man is and they found his family down
Just layin' around, layin' 'em
stand around, I'm tearin' it down
I'm up, I'm Xannied down
I'm up, I'm addin' up
My ante up, now pat 'em
He good, he did and a smile
I panned around, we and sound
We ate some clowns, we take 'em
We take they out, made the style
It takes a while to break it
I it down and make my rounds
Then labor down but I down
fakin' files, they breakin' vows
I'm makin' magic, say tat
Make it happen and all I gotta say to shit
Is fuck you all day rabbits, nigga
You, you must got the
Tune get on your nerves
Ooh, you got the curse
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the box
Ooh, we cut off arms
Ooh, you can't box
Wings that can't even
You me of slop
Ooh, she light in her
And Twizzy, yeah, yeah, my son
And his sentence all, I thought
I tell her let one stop
You came through, who the fuck, the fuck is flip flops?
Buy his whole backpack every time I
We been seein' eye to eye for years, who Cyclops, I'm
Ooh, you got the nerve
I am so of you lil' bitches
Boy, I am so of my lil' bitches
Boy, talks, I know that shit by his boy
Ooh, you must got work
Ooh, you must got that
Ooh, we got the work
Ooh, we to Perc'