Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm up a bat for a blunt
I'm to the script tryna kick it like a punt
My life is like a and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Young
Could've a killer but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was but the cash money made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass nigga had a for old ladies
But as I got older I to like 'em younga
To Heaven's where I her
My wing she was she say
they
Daddy
they
Daddy
they can't do it like you can
I get chips like Vegas and I am not a Man
Too much ice on my and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' some new pants
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I would like you all to me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma summer like and hustle




Everyday I'm
up my cup again
Where's that purple again?
I can't get of it
me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' purple stuff again
I'm on some color shit
After you do it's time to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get money like a fuckin' Wayans brother
I get chill with and stay away from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' wit' a whole flock tonight
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma have to shoot it out with the tonight I swear
And tell the boys not tonight
Cuz I N'Sync but I will pop tonight
Yeah, right if you ain't got that price then go
way,
way,
We can't negotiate
Big money heavy
On my way to gates
Hope it be open gates
Flow so
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a engine I from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' paper like a
They ain't you wit' it
But now I it and now they
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah that's my
bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood to kiss ma curb
I love that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God me like a needle in a barrel
And I'm so for war cuz I'm a genius for the battle
Money on my mind, that's all I of
Married to the game, never takin' my off
M.O.B. yeah that's my theme
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like dong
Yeah I got my on
Flyer than the
I don't rest I goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




Anyway it goes get dough
And I should see the top the way I'm climbin' this
A nigga wit' a flu ain't rhymin' cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a fire in a
Steppin' out my like a lion in a robe
these hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
elevate
And get

And hate
Dedicate this to the blue eyes and blonde
I'm on top of my like a lawn chair
worry I'm straight like arm hair
Don't I'm straight like combed hair
This world my pops and I was born here
tha cell to the jet call it Con Air
I my niggas that we will see better days

And is a better day