Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, tell ho's I'm ready
Them nigga's off, call em' R. Kelly
I'm than a bitch, I smoke that Keisha, Frank, and Neffie
Man all of these broads on my Johnson like
Got a card in my wallet, blacker than that nigga
Life is a bitch, well my is sexy
First I'm on the jet, and I'm on the jet ski
I make female dogs heel, like Giuseppe's
Man you be shit, and I be poppin' off
I'm full of alcohol, like a cotton
I pick em' up and Mr. G just drop em' off
I these ho's, Mr. Volleyball
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 grow on
Fuck with me wrong, I send your to your momma
Death bed nigga, where the is your pyjamas
Blood all day, period, no
Everybody tyin' to watch, but I'm

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

[Verse 2: Lil
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 in my garden
Swagger meaner the warden
Pow pow pow, I ain't arguing
Leave a lieakin', if you scared go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun, but them bullets still
Got a bunch of bitches tweakin, to me all of their secrets
And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her walls graffiti
You's a pita bread, you're a fed ass nigga
I'm on my vampire, red flag nigga
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get your head nigga
Hit you dead on the money, call that cash nigga
And it's, party time, excellent, Wayne's
Party time, excellent, World
Tonight I'll prolly fuck another girl
Party time, excellent, World