Luyện nghe bài hát Nerve

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

[Verse 1: Lil
Mansion house, out
Cashin' out, Twizzy baby, out
out, gas is out
Runnin' in, masses down, ammo
in shirts, hand me downs
Young Carter, need no
Need no Yeah
Take a moment for the brown
Pay smart ass pussies to your cap and
Like ooh, you got that nerve
Double cup, fill it and
I come up Lil Tunechi
Had to let loose of the
Had to let loose of the
let loose of the Perc's, no
We hit your block and
Run juice all over your

[Chorus: Faime]
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Hop in the and swerve
a broad bitch 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 'til she burp
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve

[Verse 2: Lil
it out, ran 'em out
Standin' out, stand 'em
Candles out, it out
Man is down and found his family down
Just around, layin' 'em down
They stand around, I'm tearin' it
I'm up, I'm Xannied down
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 some clowns, we take 'em
We they child out, made the style
It takes a while to it down
I it down and make my rounds
Then labor down but I down
fakin' files, they breakin' vows
I'm magic, say tat island
Make it happen and all I say to that shit
Is fuck you all day like rabbits,
You, you must got the
gon' get on your nerves
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the box
Ooh, we cut off your
Ooh, you can't box
Wings can't even flock
You remind me of
Ooh, she light in her
And Twizzy, yeah, yeah, my son
And his all, habits I thought
I tell 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 of you lil' bitches
Boy, I am so of my lil' bitches
Boy, money talks, I know that by his boy
Ooh, you must got that
Ooh, you must got verse
Ooh, we got the work
Ooh, we to Perc'