Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, tell them ho's I'm
Them nigga's pissed off, em' R. Kelly
I'm than 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 that Wesley
Life is a bitch, well my is sexy
First I'm on the jet, and I'm on the jet ski
I make these female dogs heel, Giuseppe's
Man you be poppin' shit, and I be off
I'm of alcohol, like a cotton 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, catch a breeze
I build a house, if money grow on trees
Fuck with me wrong, I send your head to your
Death bed nigga, the fuck is your pyjamas
Blood all day, period, no
tyin' to watch, but I'm timeless

[Hook: Lil
ass shades, I can't see them haters
Now eat these fuckin' bullets, don't forget to tip the
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach
Bitch I'm on that Patron, with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, 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

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