Luyện nghe bài hát No Other

Yeah, it do
Haha, heh, already,
Listen man, my niqqa
We got this
Ey, ey, i told them
Yeah, Cash Money Millionaire, ya
I Feel My Face
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go
Let's go, let's go, haa, i told
Shoutout to Bun B,

1
Yeah, up D-Boy, 17th Ward
Miss turned my city to a seesaw
I keep goin' for corners like Lyor
They gon' respect 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 yard we are
We that 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 shut up, i hit your up or go bang
Birdgang and the J, Lil Wayne
to hang, other words here to stay, feel my pain
Fireman, i spark and i rain, i hark the flames
Yeah, all for the change, yeah, it insane
But im a hustler to the
And them new drop Bentley's look like 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
Your bitch come at me for wood and im the
I come in that Maybach, shades black
Lookin' like im tryna yay back, asap
Give it to em raw, no ajax, taste
Huh, fuck around and your face crack
I know niggaz that shoot dope, lookin' like a racetrack
Nigga a vein in his neck, his whole face fat
You take that, well i can't take back
Where i come from so i learned how to make
Yeah, turn straight to a G stack
Stack up my cheese, now im "where the keys at"

I Feel My Face
I really don't they ready for this

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