Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in bitch, tell them ho's I'm ready
Them nigga's pissed off, call em' R.
I'm higher than a bitch, I smoke Keisha, Frank, and Neffie
Man all of these broads on my like Betsey
Got a in my wallet, blacker than that 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 poppin' shit, and I be off
I'm full of alcohol, like a cotton
I just 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'
Nigga I'm chillin, a cool breeze
I build a tree house, if money on trees
Fuck with me wrong, I send your head to your
Death bed nigga, where the fuck is your
all day, period, no commas
Everybody to watch, but I'm timeless

[Hook: Lil
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat these bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it my stomach hurt
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 bitch go,
Got a silencer on the gun, bitch go 'pew'
Got a mean ass swagger, my do too

[Verse 2: Lil
Bitch I'm from New Orleans, in peace Magnolia Shorty
And I come from Hollygrove, that is wild 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 arguing
Leave a nigga' lieakin', if you scared go see the
Got a silencer on the gun, but them bullets speakin'
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 dead pita bread, you're a fed ass
I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag
Fuckin' Lil Tunechi, get your head smashed nigga
Hit you dead on the money, call that cash nigga
And it's, party time, excellent, Wayne's
time, excellent, Wayne's World
Tonight prolly fuck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent, Wayne's