Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, them ho's I'm ready
Them pissed off, call em' R. Kelly
I'm higher than a bitch, I smoke that Keisha, Frank, and
Man all of these broads on my Johnson like
Got a card in my wallet, blacker than nigga Wesley
Life is a bitch, well my bitch is
I'm on the jet, and then I'm on the jet ski
I make these female dogs heel, Giuseppe's
Man you be shit, and I be poppin' off
I'm full of alcohol, like a ball
I just pick em' up and Mr. G drop em' off
I serve these ho's, Mr.
on my shoes, that's the Lou B's
I'm on my P's and Q's, QP's
Nigga I'm chillin, a cool breeze
I build a tree house, if money on trees
Fuck with me wrong, I your head to your momma
Death bed nigga, where the fuck is your
all day, period, no commas
Everybody tyin' to watch, but I'm

[Hook: Lil
Dark ass shades, I can't see them
Now eat these fuckin' bullets, don't forget to tip the
I don't drink champagne, it make my hurt
Bitch I'm on that Patron, with me wrong and get murked
Got a on the gun, that bitch go 'pew'
That go, 'pew'
That bitch go,
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go
Got a mean ass swagger, my do too

2: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, rest in Magnolia Shorty
And I from Hollygrove, that bitch is wild as a safari
I go stupid, I go retarded, The grass is greener in my
meaner than the warden
Pow pow pow, I ain't with
a nigga' lieakin', if you scared go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun, but them still speakin'
Got a bunch of tweakin, to tell me all of their secrets
And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her like graffiti
You's a dead bread, you're a fed ass nigga
I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get your head nigga
Hit you dead on the money, call that dead nigga
And it's, party time, excellent, Wayne's
time, excellent, Wayne's World
Tonight I'll fuck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent, Wayne's