Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm lightin' up a bat for a
I'm stickin' to the script kick it like a punt
My is like a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. me Young Baby
Could've been a killer but Cash Money me
Remember I was little but the money made me
Big dog bitch no no lady
Young ass nigga had a thing for old
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
Daddy they can't do it you can
I get chips 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' some new pants
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she gon' a new man
world I would like you all to meet me a new man
Ha stay on top of ma summer like Susan and hustle




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

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a flock tonight
Lord, don't let me get tonight
Or I'ma have to shoot it out with the tonight I swear
And tell the jack not tonight
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got price then go
way,
way,
We can't even
Big money heavy
On my way to Heaven's
Hope it be them gates
Flow so
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I a mothafucka would trip
Like a engine I from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' paper like a
ain't hope you wit' it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah that's my
Bling bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my
And for me Ja baby just like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood just to ma curb
I love that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God found me like a needle in a
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. that's my theme song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells ding dong
I got my wings on
Flyer the rest
I don't I keep goin'
I just 'em like




Anyway it goes I'ma get
And I see the top the way I'm climbin' this pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't rhymin' this
And nigga I'm hotter a fire in a hole
Steppin' out my like a lion in a robe
Eyein' hoes
in my hol...ster, syrup, purp., cher
Let's
And get

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

And today is a day