Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Remix)

[Intro: of 300]
Rap god, man, FGE shit, man. You already know it is man
You already why I'm here, man
I ain't like this fucking beat. Only this shit cause my fans asked me
In the studio, eating and shit. Still sick with this shit
[Verse 1: of 300]
These haters on my dick em off
Take a pic with his flick him off
These rappers trying to my swag get the sauce
they soul for a loan niggas lost
I was lit like a new torch,streets was my new
Belt buckle double g's two forks
Was drug dealing balling like I'm Too $hort
Was serving niggas in the mall like a food
5 on me I was Derrick Rose in New York
Had to put some squares in a box like Newport's
I older and my heart got colder
And my mind got
And my got longer
And them bitches got naked,and them people started
And my guns got bigger,so my got sicker
Let me tell you about this young cat,I always used to front
Was known for niggas for that paper like a thumbtack
I told come rap, stop hangin with them dumb cats
It's free J Real until the day my nigga
I used to pull up on the with the bass banging
Big Strap hug a nigga like he training
I catch you clowns running around get face painted
I put the chrome to his dome cause I aiming
10K for a show, you hurry before the price change up
Rap god the life bringer,The life
I hope they it, 30 bullets up in my banger
Versace shoes on looking the white ranger
And these bitches not my problem they ain't me
Bitch if ain't my you you can't question me
And shawty blow my whistle she be beggin me
You her Stephanie?, I call her referee
Shawty got that fire head a specialty
Head between my legs OOOUUU pedigree
KP just called and said he got another for me
Like why you keep on sonning them I get a vasectomy
heavenly G.O.D. keep on blessing me
stopped emoting my
Saucing they the recipe

I'm then a Frisbee got all the bitches fetching me
And bitch like my song she know every word like a spelling bee
Boy I swear will never be nothing breathing ahead of me
Came a long way from selling weed, shit like the 7 seas
Stacking dough,and cracking filling niggas with jealousy
Way the felony's had these bitch niggas scared of me
I promise if you threaten me, I see you, you better be ready to back it up because I'm on your heels like i'm Beverly
the infidelity,After U like the letter V
Gun smoking so much I think God might be inhaling me
My swagger said,Might bag ya
Go through walls casper shit
Might sent her back after I hit,Then go to the baddest bitch
Thats savage shit,I and shit
Rap god to I'm blasphemous
mastered this,They mad as shit
They can't me like Kapernick
I've passed the grace,Steve Nash
My wrist matches Michael Jackson's
That 40 in my lap and shit,No poking me like
And no moving packages
I'm stacking chips,my is thick
They broke as hell but paying
Reason there pastor is
Pole inside my jumpsuit look like I be track and shit
30 be my magic stick
I shoot I'm T Mack with it

Catch an opp in traffic like Lebron you know I'm glassin' shit Don't joke and play,Just hope and one day I don't go back to this
Trunk in the fly on some Dumbo shit
no Bitch I'm flying until I die on my shit
Now run and tell all friends how I went nuts on this
I'm cutthroat bitch,I promise I trust no bitch
And I ain't gotta meet her I can fuck your bitch
like Krillin bet I cut like a destructo disc
You with mines I'm on your ass fuck all that humble shit
The pussy never seen a killer come so quick
Look out the window longer then Rapunzel shit
It go BRAAAAAAATTT my gun go click
Pussy's always in there feelings about something I
Yelling "Gang,Gang,Gang" until one of them
You got a brain better use it or get one in the
I got killers like porn stars gonna come for the bread
But I'm so independent with it I'm coming instead
I'll pop you up until you drop like you was in bed
Go my hands after I leave the scene covered in red
Then kiss my momma on the head and my sons into bed
Caught em lackin' up in traffic and got on em
Ease on em,Let my finger squeeze on em
Put that pressure on the nigga it's weed on em
Smoked his ass,Hit the gas(VROOM), on em
[Outro: Montana of
Demons dressed as better watch them they envious
Don't Doubt The God album dropping May
These haters on my piss, em off
They never..Whatchu'
[?]
on my dick,piss em off