Luyện nghe bài hát Pussy

I in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat grippin'
A slippin', is a cat drippin'
Why I say the cat's slippin', the Mac's spittin'
The cat drippin', look in the mirror your's a fat pussy

All I wanted growing up was remote
Now my life remote control, hit the block
Dope control, got corners choking slow
Grand mama go to church to soak my soul, oh
This one's for my foes, yourself, in a hopeless hole

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 Pusha 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 pink eye, contagious, flows demand
Like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram, is cute
How you follow suits so well?
These barrels the heat from hell
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh

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

rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve
Have my mama grieving, crouched to her knees hearted niggaz
Y'all wear it on ya sleeve like a letter for the world to see
Can't the truth, decedents of pain, so y'all get exposed

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

Penny's, bitch, this is carrot cake, this is the difference 'tween
And the pros, they pattern after me, cookie cut my flow
But so, I'm never one 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 Mac's
The cat drippin, look in the you's a fat kitten pussy

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

Punchline niggaz on time, silly hoe shit
He who questions I, is
flow yes, I'll make careers disappear
Like hocus, pocus, no joke, Push'

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

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

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