Luyện nghe bài hát R. I. T. Z.

Charli
cam

Charli I think they know that I'm menstrul
Let me 'em when I'm menstrul

Verse cam'ron

I'm into don thing, donna
Don cornelius, don
Lunchin' in palm springs
the ring, crackin' cars
Dirty money, the wax to juan
Actin' harsh, leave 'em my garage
Thug niggas using guitar
Givin' massuage, enterouage, we on hollis
Make you leave new york quicker, then wallace
Be in mom's wallet
Ya'll want whips, it's on trial
Aye yo, y'all want chips, then count ya
I best friend to fight yo, like '98 live
Connin' in they eyes, like cats behind they wife
Well then it's true, that I lost a
Niggas get a little money, wanna the water
sell, I get the hell, I can't cross the border
Never feminine, everynight don't the six
in front of tenimens
Ruthless chicks, yeah, chicks
the shotguns to shot, right through 2 and 6
Rufus kicks, uqick, what I'm tellin' my man
They just me on the crucifix, I held in my hand
for the plan, felony cam
Yo be bland!
R-i-p yo, a hell of a man
And that's my analysis, till I'm laid up with like diolisists
That's my son

(cam'ron)

Some niggas
And get dissed
Some cats go
And off cliffs
Some
But life's a fucking

Some niggas
And some go
cats want dough
And come on
Some
But life's a bitch

Verse charli baltimore

What, yo
I'm ice shit, peirced pussy
Got the ice clit, ice
around and slice chicks
Spotted deserve on ice
Tight click, we through
Dumb crew, these unable to come to
Comotose, y'all about holdin' totes
We hold's parties, and our labels pacardi
Hardly ya girl next door, beofre I was
I was c-4, now I'm packed, and now I'm
In the swiss alps, with cheese and swiss accounts
Sippin' swiss miss, hoes frontin', got me it
kids wanna see b'more, on they wish list
But I put 'em there, be careful you ask for
Ski mask up on barren
No trace, of dna, doa
We know ways to make you
Make you limp, when you
Outline in white chalk
Got fagotts askin' "who's "
Benz wit' it, be e, master p
Blastin' 'how ya do dat
Ridin' through, niggas stare, they like "who dat "
Is dat wear
Takin' over,
While y'all be stressed
Hate to see me and pd, and be like who the
No shit, pull out the
out the whips, put out the hits
Cause we put on the
And it's nine crackers before a
So tell me how you like us guns and rappers

(cam'ron)

Some niggas
And get dissed
Some go kill
And jump off
snitch
But life's a fucking

Some sniff
And go disp
Some cats dough
And on clicks
Some
But life's a bitch

Some niggas
And get dissed
cats go kill
And off cliffs
snitch
But life's a fucking

Some sniff
And go disp
cats want dough
And come on
rich
But a fucking bitch