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 tryna kick it like a punt
My life is like a movie and I do my own
I'm tha Birdman Jr. me Young Baby
Could've been a killer but Cash saved me
I was little but the cash money made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I to like 'em younga
To Heaven's I brung her
My wing she was she say
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
they
Daddy they can't do it you can
I get chips like Vegas and I am not a Man
Too much ice on my wrist and now I got a hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' need some new
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she need a new man
world I would like you all to meet me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma summer like Susan and




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's purple stuff again?
I get enough of it
me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' that stuff again
I'm on some color shit
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's brothers
I get money like a Wayans 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 back wit' a whole flock tonight
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma to shoot 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 price then go
way,
way,
We can't even
Big money weight
On my way to Heaven's
Hope it be them gates
so appropriate
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I wish a would trip
a engine I come from under the hood bitch
But now a gettin' paper 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 yeah my word
Bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby like Erve
Sometimes I still go 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 ready for war cuz I'm a for the battle
Money on my mind, that's all I of
Married to the game, never takin' my off
M.O.B. yeah my theme song
two L's, rockin' bells like ding dong
Yeah I got my on
than the rest
I don't I keep goin'
I just 'em like




Anyway it goes I'ma get
And I should see the top the way I'm this pole
A wit' a flu ain't rhymin' this cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a in a hole
Steppin' out my shower like a in a robe
these hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
Let's
And get

And hate
Dedicate this to the blue eyes and blonde
I'm on top of my like a lawn chair
Don't worry I'm straight like arm
worry I'm straight like combed hair
This world fucked my and I was born here
From tha to the jet call it Con Air
I told my that we will see better days

And is a better day