Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

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




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's that purple stuff
I get enough of it
me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' purple stuff again
I'm on same color shit
you do Wayne 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 cops in
And I'm comin' back wit' a whole tonight
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma have to it out with the cops tonight I swear
And tell the boys not tonight
Cuz I N'Sync but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that then go
way,
way,
We can't negotiate
Big heavy weight
On my way to gates
Hope it be them open
so appropriate
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I wish a mothafucka would
Like a I come from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' paper like a
They ain't hope you it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back that's my word
Bling bling in the dictionary, yeah my word
And for me Ja Rule just 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 found me like a in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a genius for the
on my mind, that's all I think of
Married to the game, never my ring off
M.O.B. yeah my theme song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' like ding dong
I got my wings on
Flyer the rest
I don't rest I keep
I just I-G-nore 'em




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

And never
this to the blue eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green a lawn chair
Don't I'm straight like arm hair
Don't worry I'm like combed hair
This world fucked my pops and I was here
From tha to the jet call it Con Air
I told my niggas we will see better days

And today is a day