Luyện nghe bài hát Only (Funkmaster Flex Freestyle)

Yo, I never Wayne, I never fucked Drake
All my life, man, sake
If I did I did a with 'em
And let 'em eat my ass a cupcake
My man full, he just ate, I don't duck nobody but
Yeah, that was a set up for a punchline on tape
Worried bout if my fake
Worried John's singing us Drake
These girls are my sons, John and Kate plus
When I walk in, sit up straight, I give a fuck if I was late
Dealing with my man on a G5 is my idea of an
Hut one, hut two, big titties, big too
Fuck with them real niggas who don't tell niggas they up to
Had to bitches where the top is, ring finger where the rock is
These couldn't test me even if their name was pop quiz
Bad who I fuck with, mad bitches we don't fuck with
I don't fuck them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
Let it soak in, like
And tell 'em, tell 'em blow me, Lance

Raise bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of
but bad bitches in here tonight
Oh, if you and you know it be quiet
but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches
Boss only, thick bitches only
I got my niggas here by my side, only

I never Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's then I'm the first in line
And the other day in her
I thought god damn, this is the time
We had just come from video
You LA traffic, how the city slow
She was down on that big butt
But I was still staring at the titties
Yeah, low key it may be key
I peeped that you like me you know
Who the fuck you wanna be with besides me?
I mean it doesn't take much for us to do this shit quietly, I
She say I'm obsessed thick women and I agree
That's I like my girls BBW, yeah
to wanna suck you dry and then eat some lunch with you
So thick that everyone else in the room is so
Ass on Texas, but the face look just like Claire Huxtable
Oh, yeah, you the man in the city when the mayor with you
The NBA players fuck you
The bad ass doing makeup and hair fuck with you
Oh, that's cause I in something, and I stand for it
And if you ever tryna fuck
Just give me the up so I can plan for it

Raise bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air the fourth of July
Nothing but bad bitches in tonight
Oh, if you lame and you know it be
Nothing but real only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent only
Boss niggas only, bitches only
I got my niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked and that's fucked up
If I did fuck be fucked up
Whoever is hittin' ain't it right
Cause she like she need dick in her life
That's another story, I'm no story
I piss like gold is yellow
All my so overzealous
I'm Holly Groove, the holy Mecca
Accountant say I got for days
I and I shake, but I'm stuck in my ways
My from a Bida if she wave
Baby and I fucked with her surfboard,
My eyes are so bright, I take for shade
have my money? I take mothers instead
You got the hickups, you the truth
Then I make you boy, treat me like sirloin
I'm talkin' bout runnin' in with arm and guns
So think about your son and rooms
Got two and they got smaller guns
thinkin' bout your son and daughter rooms
This is just crazy my nigga, I mean my nigga
That money talk, I just rephrase it my
gang take the B, I'll behave ya
I'm is for reals
If you mouth off, I blow face off
I mean pop-pop-pop, I take off
Now you see me, now you
Jamie Foxx, acting like Ray Charles
16 in a clip, one in the
17 Ward bully with 17
My story is how I went poor me
To pour me a drink and celebrate with me

your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the of July
Nothing but bad bitches in here
Oh, if you lame and you it be quiet
Nothing but niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches
Boss niggas only, bitches only
I got my niggas here by my side, only