Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

I'm stackin', rappin' but if I so happen was it
I probably would be posted up thugin', sellin' are somethin'
I had to it alone 'cause the rats are something
Look like my return won't be long the streets keep for me

Young savage on the mound ova now
I'm in Houston and a town where's the muthafuckin'
And now I don't have no friends, I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 don't let me down

Collaborate, just fuck wit that's makin' me sick
Sbroil bitches don't share, so I'm taking dis shit
I'm a 110 street cat and had my against tha hope
No money, no love, tears, weed, blood, and hoes

I'm like slim, these niggas don't my pain
A ninty-nine problems and but a ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, big labels ain't come
we just trying see which one

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm getting started

They hate to see a nigga
rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see
nigga regarded

If the shit ain't funny den I can't
And if it don't make money it don't make
If you ain't 'bout nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause around here nigga emp yo clip

My grand so ridickuless, you can me da clips
And I slap all my bitches you can me a pimp
I'm like the hood lady, I got them chips
I got wit J.Lo faces and Beyonce hips

2 home boys doin' 7 wait till da touch
So many up in heaven dat I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not 'cause I'm
But no they coming I hope they don't for my head

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' niggas, brains up
And I'm just started

They hate to see a nigga
rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, see money
nigga regarded

18 riding nigga, How you hate dat?
Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake nigga
ain't got do shit just leave it to me
Push for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat

Turn up da a pen paper give me one sheet
Put a bar code on it disrepute dis
I got tha biggest bug buzzin' in dis streets
I know you heard a young savage E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was gone where I'm go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da
I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man all I fuckin' want more
You gone wats mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

good, still can get you rite on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge, I'm da wit da snow
To let y'all do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin' it
Wat up playa, I'm da new of da city nigga

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas, up
And I'm getting started

hate to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a nigga
But rap money, street money, I'mma see
Bitch regarded