Luyện nghe bài hát Okay

St. Lunatics and we now, we never give up
Cris' 'til we spit up, put your shit up cause now
We navigatin, wood grain, slang, collaboratin
God satan, no debatin, so I'm celebratin
new life, off the block buyin stock
Divin off the dock in Bangkok, I used to slang
And it was so hard, but now the sport a gold card
Bitches goin nuts the rims hit the boulevard
Hustle hard, the whole glowin
From the T.V.s, diamonds went from to see to 3-d
VD, bubble Lex with the CD
Puffin seaweed, I'm free, hit the and ski
DC to France, is too advanced
Wit' plans to cause a trance, money stands "romance!"
I stop comin, gunnin, runnin and sunnin
With spinnin them hun'neds on hun'neds spinnin and blunted

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't been here two minutes, mami yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm like okay, brought they cars out
Thick out, all the stars out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

Five in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still ghetto
St. Louis, fake insurance, with no petro
Nuts are heavy, Teddy tell 'em to let go
are ready, Kevin Law tell 'em I said so
I let go, sixteen out of
And the forty-eight bars left'll have you for mo'
Women be like "who do y'all y'all are?"
I'm Mr. pull up in big trucks, I'm far from a
Cause I'm the sun, the reason why the day gon'
One out of five why they hatin on us
Tracks is a gas tank, I fill 'em on up
And my shows is style, they givin it up
I'm like a Michael concert, a milli' and up
And these haters are like a comedy, be me up
They women treat me like cows, be pullin my stuff
And to get that up outta me more, be suckin me off

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
Thick broads out, all the out
We been here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm okay, niggas brought they cars out
Thick broads out, all the out
We ain't been here two minutes, mami already
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

Now you know Mo, I equipped with a zip
And the soles of my Air One's on e'ry trip
And on e'ry whip I those D's to roll
(What them niggas the corner gon' start shit for?)
When know, oh, he keep a stash in the Nav'
Pop a half and take out Ave. on my behalf
My whole staff love to and count the money
On the couch, hands in our pants Al Bundy
I love smoke ganjä, to Monday
And other day a nigga fuckin with gun play
ok, since all the dogs out
All my broads out, doin they the bar out
And we rollin, holdin and blunt rollin
Money foldin, been in more rings than Hogan
It's official, Nelly clean as a whistle
You signed to Fo' Reel, you doin your thug thizzle

I'm like okay, niggas brought cars out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't been here two minutes, mami already
"What a gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm okay, niggas brought they cars out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

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