Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

I'm stackin', but if I just so happen was it
I probably would be posted up thugin', sellin' crack are
I had to leave it alone 'cause the rats are
Look like my return be long the streets keep asking for me

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

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

I'm like slim, niggas don't feel my pain
A ninty-nine problems and but a ain't one
stories, gangsta music, thank big labels ain't 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 getting

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

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

My grand so ridickuless, you can me da clips
And I slap all my bitches you can call me a
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 da touch
So many people up in heaven dat I so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not I'm scared
But no they coming I hope they don't shoot for my

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

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

18 riding lacks nigga, How you dat?
Do it big bad give me dat shake back nigga
Y'all ain't got do shit 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 bug buzzin' in dis streets
I know you heard a young Trill E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was where I'm gone go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da
I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man all I fuckin' want more
You gets 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 nigga wit da
To let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I y'all been gettin' it
Wat up playa, I'm da new mayor of da nigga

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

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