Luyện nghe bài hát No Other

Yeah, it do
Haha, heh, already,
Listen man, yeah my
We got this
Ey, ey, i tried told
Yeah, Cash Money Millionaire, ya
I Can't Feel My
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go
Let's go, go, haa, i told them
Shoutout to Bun B,

1
Yeah, up D-Boy, 17th Ward
Miss turned my city to a seesaw
I keep goin' for them like Lyor
They gon' either me or he all
them bitches like a sequel
Punk, put a hump in back, they called it Igor
What, this shit is hard, any where we are
We call cocaine rice, i got that Condoleezza
Huh, you fuck with me chump, i rock teacup
I say before you spend a boy, put up the re-up
Yep, get up cuz we up, up and knee up
In the game, put up and up, i hit your head up or go bang
Birdgang and the J, Lil Wayne
Here to hang, other words here to stay, feel my
Fireman, i spark and i rain, i hark the flames
Yeah, all for the change, yeah, call it
But im a to the muscle
And them new Bentley's look like pussy in the summer
So im fuckin' that, huggin that block like im that
Never sell a where my mother at, run with that
You can come at me for and shots come with that
bitch come at me for wood and im the lumberjack
I in that Similac Maybach, shades black
Lookin' like im bring yay back, asap
it to em raw, no ajax, taste that
Huh, fuck around and make your crack
I know niggaz that dope, arms lookin' like a racetrack
Nigga a vein in his neck, his whole face fat
You can't take that, well i can't back
i come from so i learned how to make that
Yeah, turn straight to a G stack
Stack up my cheese, now im "where the keys at"

I Can't My Face
I don't think they ready for this

2
I'm block one, five-one, where my young
Niggaz on the rise to get a name, try them
Wayne, i fell your pain and i see stress
How they think your people 'posed to get through Katrina off of checks
Coke in a Pyrex, and the ice, yes
on the highway, road signs, right, left
And that's the mind-state of growin' up
Still they wonder why the crime rate's goin up, it up
Eastside, Westside, Southside,
with my money, i torch guys, off guys
Hire men, men, send em to a higher man (there he go)
Torture em, grip, pliers man
Niggaz to tin foil when they see the iron man
Pressure bust pipes, i it and
Move a lion through the jungle (yes)
There is none higher than me, don't slip up and up in the lion bend
Big body Benz eyein' man, higher
A that flight-attend or air force flyer man
Bad bitches, i fly em and em
em back home hyped, feelin' like they on nitrogen
Just call me the Piper man
Still get the coke the pipeline then off to the piper stem
And im still gettin' paper back in rubber
I still got paper bags in
I still got mattress with the paper bags under it
Comic books, baby mag under it
Still, i still got with my guys who don't speak no English
Them vatos, they got those
Got no green card, got no visas and got those features
They drop off then pick up, i pick up then off
The off was picked up and then what, i get it