Luyện nghe bài hát R. I. T. Z.

Charli
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Charli I don't think know that I'm menstrul
Let me tell 'em I'm menstrul

Verse one:

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

(cam'ron)

Some niggas
And some get
Some go kill
And jump off
snitch
But a fucking bitch

niggas sniff
And some go
Some want dough
And come on
rich
But life's a fucking

Verse charli baltimore

What, yo
I'm into ice shit, pussy
Got the ice clit, ice
Fuck and slice chicks
Spotted deserve on ice
Tight click, we come
Dumb crew, these unable to come to
Comotose, boast about holdin' totes
We parties, and sign our labels pacardi
Hardly ya next door, beofre I was b'more
I was c-4, now I'm packed, and now I'm
In the swiss alps, with swiss cheese and accounts
Sippin' miss, hoes frontin', got me kissed it
kids wanna see b'more, on they wish list
But I put 'em there, be what you ask for
Ski up on barren face
No trace, of dna, doa
We know ways to you talk
Make you limp, you walk
Outline cats in chalk
Got fagotts "who's she? "
Benz wit' it, class be e, p
Blastin' 'how ya do dat
Ridin' through, niggas stare, they like "who dat "
Is true dat
over, slower
While hoes be stressed
Hate to see me and pd, and be who the ebst
No shit, out the clips
Pull out the whips, put out the
Cause we put on the
And it's crackers before a cracker
So tell me how you us with guns and rappers

(cam'ron)

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

niggas sniff
And some go
Some cats want
And on clicks
rich
But life's a bitch

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

niggas sniff
And go disp
cats want dough
And come on
rich
But life's a fucking