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 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 been a killer but Money saved me
I was little but the cash money made me
Big dog bitch no tramp no
Young ass had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I began to like 'em
To Heaven's I brung her
My wing she was she say
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy they do it like you can
I get chips like Vegas and I am not a Man
Too ice on my wrist and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' need some new
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I would you all to meet me a new man
Ha stay on top of ma summer like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
up my cup again
Where's that purple stuff
I get enough of it
me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' that purple again
I'm on same color shit
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's bitch
I get money a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch
I get chill with gurillas and stay from the

And the
And the
And the
10 no cops in sight
And I'm comin' back a whole flock 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 ain't N'Sync but I pop tonight
Yeah, that's if you ain't got that price then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big money heavy
On my way to gates
Hope it be them open
Flow so
Don't associate me wit' the
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a engine I come from under the hood
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, that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby just 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 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' bells like dong
I got my wings on
Flyer the rest
I rest I keep goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




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 hotter a fire in a hole
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a
these hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
elevate
And get

And hate
Dedicate this to the blue and blonde hair
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
world fucked my pops and I was born here
From tha cell to the jet it Con Air
I told my niggas that we will see better

And is a better day