Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

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

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

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

I'm like slim, these don't feel my pain
A ninty-nine and but a bitch ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels come
Shit'd we just see which one

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

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

If the shit funny den I can't grin
And if it don't make money it don't make
If you really ain't 'bout
You better zip lips 'cause around here stuntin' nigga emp yo clip

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

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

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

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

18 riding lacks nigga, How you hate
Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake nigga
Y'all got do shit just leave it to me
Push record for yo boy and lay back and up yo beat

Turn up da beat a pen give me one sheet
Put a bar code on it disrepute dis
I got tha biggest fuckin' bug in dis streets
I know you a young savage Trill 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' man dats all I fuckin' want more
You gets wats mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

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

I'm so
And I'm gon' all and
My muthafuckin' bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting

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