Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil in this bitch, tell them ho's I'm ready
Them nigga's pissed off, em' R. Kelly
I'm higher a bitch, I smoke that Keisha, Frank, and Neffie
Man all of these broads on my like Betsey
Got a card in my wallet, blacker than nigga Wesley
Life is a bitch, well my is sexy
I'm on the jet, and then I'm on the jet ski
I make these female dogs heel, like
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 serve these ho's, Mr.
Spikes on my shoes, the Lou B's
I'm on my P's and Q's, smokin'
I'm chillin, catch a cool breeze
I build a house, if money grow on trees
Fuck me wrong, I send your head to your momma
Death bed nigga, where the fuck is your
Blood all day, period, no
tyin' to watch, but I'm timeless

[Hook: Lil
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat fuckin' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
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'
bitch go, 'pew'
That go, 'pew'
Got a on the gun, that bitch go 'pew'
Got a ass swagger, my bitches do too

2: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm New Orleans, rest in peace Magnolia Shorty
And I come from Hollygrove, that bitch is as a safari
I go stupid, I go retarded, The grass is in my garden
Swagger 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 bullets still
Got a of bitches tweakin, to tell me all of their secrets
And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her walls like
You's a dead pita bread, you're a fed ass
I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get head smashed 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 fuck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent, Wayne's