Luyện nghe bài hát Nerve

[Chorus: Fooly
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 got the nerve
Ooh, you got the nerve
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you must got the

[Verse 1: Lil
house, trappin' out
Cashin' out, Twizzy baby, out
out, gas is out
Runnin' in, masses down, ammo
Hoes in shirts, hand me
Young Carter, need no
Need no brown?
a moment for the nino brown
Pay smart ass to your cap and gown
Like ooh, you must got nerve
cup, fill it and serve
I come up Lil Tunechi
Had to let of the purp'
Had to let loose of the
let loose of the Perc's, no
We hit block and disturb
Run juice all over turf

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

2: Lil Wayne]
it out, ran 'em out
Standin' out, 'em down
Candles out, it out
Man is down and they found his family
Just layin' around, layin' 'em
They around, I'm tearin' 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 panned around, we and sound
We ate some clowns, we 'em down
We take they child out, made the
It takes a while to break it
I break it down and my rounds
Then labor down but I ain't
They fakin' files, they breakin'
I'm magic, say tat island
Make it happen and all I gotta say to that
Is fuck you all day rabbits, nigga
You, you must got the
gon' get on your nerves
Ooh, you must got the
Ooh, you got the hearse
Ooh, you got the box
Ooh, we cut off arms
Ooh, you even box
Wings that can't even
You remind me of
Ooh, she in her heart
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 wearin' flip
Buy his whole backpack every I shop
We seein' eye to eye for years, who Cyclops, I'm sayin'
Ooh, you must got the
I am so tired of you lil'
Boy, I am so of my lil' bitches
Boy, talks, I know that shit by his boy
Ooh, you must got that
Ooh, you got that verse
Ooh, we got the work
Ooh, we about to