Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

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

Young savage on the mound ova now
I'm in Houston and a town where's the muthafuckin'
And now I have no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 bitch let me down

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

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

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

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

If the shit funny den I can't grin
And if it don't money it don't make sense
If you really ain't 'bout
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 candy lady, I got them chips
I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and hips

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

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

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

18 riding lacks nigga, How you hate
Do it big bad bitch give me dat 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

up da beat 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 a young savage Trill E N T

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

Still good, still can get you on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge, I'm da wit da snow
To let y'all niggas do 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 gon' all and
My muthafuckin' bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm just started

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