Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, tell them ho's I'm
nigga's pissed off, call em' R. Kelly
I'm higher a bitch, I smoke that Keisha, Frank, and Neffie
Man all of broads on my Johnson like Betsey
Got a card in my wallet, blacker than nigga Wesley
Life is a bitch, well my bitch is
First I'm on the jet, and I'm on the jet ski
I make these dogs heel, like Giuseppe's
Man you be poppin' shit, and I be off
I'm full of alcohol, like a ball
I just em' up and Mr. G just 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
I'm chillin, catch a cool breeze
I build a tree house, if money grow on
Fuck with me wrong, I send your head to your
Death bed nigga, where the fuck is pyjamas
Blood all day, period, no
Everybody to watch, but I'm timeless

Lil Wayne]
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat these fuckin' bullets, don't to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it my stomach hurt
Bitch I'm on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get
Got a on the gun, that bitch go 'pew'
bitch go, 'pew'
That go, 'pew'
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go
Got a ass swagger, my bitches do too

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