Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy

I ain't in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat
A cat's slippin', is a cat
Why I say that? the slippin', the Mac's spittin'
The cat drippin', in the mirror your's a fat kitten pussy

All I wanted growing up was controls
Now my whole life remote control, hit the
Dope control, got ghetto choking slow
Grand mama go to trying to soak my soul, oh
This one's for my foes, find yourself, in a hopeless

Ttrying to go against him, I you Pinocchio
Flows on strings, it is what it seems, just call me
A young stock market, put money in your
'Cause when talk it is the object then I drop it
I rose gold ya, pink diamond ya, hah? Set it in a now

The industry got eye, contagious, flows high demand
the new Lou Vuitton Monogram, pastels is cute
How you niggaz suits so well?
These barrels the heat from hell
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh

I in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat grippin'
A slippin', is a cat drippin'
Why I say that? the cat's slippin, the spittin'
The cat drippin', in the mirror you's a fat kitten pussy

They'd rather see me not breathing, than see me
Have my grieving, crouched to her knees jealous hearted niggaz
Y'all wear it on ya sleeve like a scarlet for the world to see
hide the truth, decedents of pain, so y'all get exposed

Like the sons of Hussein, my game weight grown, this is no
cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome, I'm not these rap kids
Wit antics, who make diss records, who rock hat backwards
These are stakes, this is not average weight, this is not pinching

Penny's, bitch, this is carrot cake, is the difference 'tween rookies
And the pros, they pattern after me, they cookie cut my
But so, I'm one that be jeal', do as I do so I can say
"Papa you well"

I ain't in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat
A slippin', is a cat drippin'
Why I say that? the cat's slippin', the spittin'
The cat drippin, look in the mirror you's a fat pussy

They say the Lord windows, to open doors
don't make me open yours
Seen hearts beat through, open
rap shit, so immature, that's why I ignore

Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe
He who I, is unfocused
Copperfield flow yes, I'll make careers
Like hocus, pocus, no joke, it's

Mercy, mercy, oh Lord, who is he? Who curse me, me?
But doing me, it hurts me so, puts me through

So I got porsche's and hummers to wit the anguish, oh, oh
live but only if you speak the language and the rest is comic view
Star Trak, the movement, who you pay to?
You don't it with them boys, this I promice you, you pussy
Through

So I got and hummers to deal wit the anguish, oh, oh
Acts live, but if you speak the language and the rest is comic view
Star the movement, who you pay homage to?
You don't want it with them boys, I promise you, you pussy