Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' I'm lightin' up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the script tryna it like a punt
My life is a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Baby
Could've a killer but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was little but the cash money me
Big dog bitch no no lady
Young ass had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I began to 'em younga
To where I brung her
My wing she was she say
they
Daddy
they
Daddy
they can't do it like you can
I get chips like 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 need some new pants
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she gon' a new man
Hello world I would 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 stuff again?
I get enough of it
Point me in the of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' that purple again
I'm on same color shit
After you do Wayne time to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get money like a fuckin' brother bitch
I get chill with gurillas and stay away the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a whole tonight
Lord, don't let me get tonight
Or I'ma have to it out with the cops tonight I swear
And tell the boys not tonight
Cuz I ain't N'Sync but I will pop
Yeah, right if you ain't got that price then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big money weight
On my way to gates
it be them open gates
Flow so
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I wish a mothafucka would
Like a engine I come from under the bitch
But now a nigga paper like a booklet
ain't hope 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 bling in the dictionary, yeah my word
And for me Ja Rule baby like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood just to ma curb
I love that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, G's, Bettles, and Barrows
But God found me a needle in a barrel
And I'm so for war cuz I'm a genius for the battle
on my mind, that's all I think of
Married to the game, takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah my theme song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like dong
I got my wings on
Flyer than the
I don't rest I goin'
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 this cold
And nigga I'm than a fire in a hole
out my shower like a lion in a robe
Eyein' hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
Let's
And get

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

And is a better day