Luyện nghe bài hát Nerve

[Chorus: Faime]
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Hop in the 'rari and
a broad bitch to the curb
I'm paid like the first
I'm your bitch and she slurrin'
She on the dick 'til she burp
She on the dick 'til she burp
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve

1: Lil Twist]
Mansion house, out
out, Twizzy 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 pussies to cap and gown
Like ooh, you must got that
Double cup, fill it and
I come up Lil Tunechi
Had to let loose of the
Had to let of the Xannies
Couldn't let of the Perc's, no
We hit your and disturb
Run juice all your turf

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

2: Lil Wayne]
it out, ran 'em out
Standin' out, stand 'em
Candles out, it out
Man is down and they his family down
Just layin' around, 'em down
They stand around, I'm it down
I'm tatted up, I'm Xannied
I'm Addy'd up, I'm up
My ante up, now pat 'em
He good, he did and a smile
I around, we safe and sound
We ate clowns, we take 'em down
We they child out, made the style
It a while to break it down
I it down and make my rounds
Then labor but I ain't down
They fakin' files, they vows
I'm makin' magic, say tat
Make it happen and all I say to that shit
Is you all day like rabbits, nigga
You, you must got the
Tune get on your nerves
Ooh, you got the curse
Ooh, you got the hearse
Ooh, you got the box
Ooh, we cut off your
Ooh, you even box
that can't even flock
You me of slop
Ooh, she light in her
And Twizzy, yeah, yeah, my son
And his sentence all, I thought
I just her let one stop
You came through, who the fuck, the fuck is flip flops?
Buy his whole backpack every I shop
We been eye to eye for years, who Cyclops, I'm sayin'
Ooh, you must got the
I am so tired of you bitches
Boy, I am so proud of my bitches
Boy, money talks, I that shit by his boy
Ooh, you must got that
Ooh, you must got that
Ooh, we got the work
Ooh, we to Perc'