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




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

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a whole flock
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 N'Sync but I pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that price go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big money weight
On my way to Heaven's
it be them open gates
Flow so
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I wish a mothafucka trip
Like a I come from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' like a booklet
They hope you wit' 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, that's my word
And for me Ja Rule just like Erve
I still go through the hood just to kiss ma curb
'Cause I love that block nigga Eagle and
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, all I think of
to the game, never takin' my ring off
M.O.B. that's my theme song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells ding dong
Yeah I got my on
Flyer than the
I don't I keep goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




Anyway it I'ma 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 than a in a hole
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 and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green like a chair
Don't worry I'm straight arm hair
Don't worry I'm straight like hair
This 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