Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It

And she tellin' me; you know you the shit
Ladies throw your hands up, that's if you the
up in the club and they knew I was the shit
Shittin' on everybody up in this bitch
You you the shit
You you the shit
You know you the
You you the shit
I I'm the shit

Pledge Allegiance to the shit, hands ya hearts are
Matter fact, salute the shit, where ya parts are
Still a fuckin' movie, girls know what their parts are
I get in the whip, who needs a smart car?
Call me when it's beef, fuck alla this tartar
Niggas don't touch key, 'cept for when start cars
They just out they ass, those are fart bars
I bring the toaster you pop tarts are
with funeral, getcha ass burried
You should you fruity ass up, raspberry
Just got Rolls Royce
So black man,
Got bitches chasin' a ghost; Ms.
I y'all listenin'
I trace all
I buyin' to match my baseball caps
White and navy
Let's the Yankees
I'm big deposits
You gettin' bank
You lil nigga just remember that you me
Write ya award speech and don't forget to me

What an I to do
try to be me on wax
These Madame Tussauds

And you know I'm the
And you know it don't matter whatchu think about,
ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies questions like; "Trigga one night, please"

nobody getting' married, but I am the best man
I be the greatest
I except nuttin' less than
I had of 'em
And just in a section
all swallow and gobble; call it digestion
Women dance on my call it dickonics
The shit read lips it's hooked on phonic
I'ma at ya shawty; you know I probably had her
I'ma star
Porn she's a ghetto gagger
Rockin' platinum, I got the plaque
Still I drop 30 up at Sacs
I it out, nigga
You know how the be
I got the game sewed up some good weed
You got it all fucked up like a front
I got the girls gettin' low a bass drum
I got some shit
You on a bitch
ya purse, nigga
Get ya
I'm suck a
They me arrogant
One question ... the fuck you starin' at?
I'm the shit, boy
You can ask ya girl
I'm gon' hold ... that's until I get my own girl

And you know I'm the
And you know it don't matter whatchu think about,
'Cause ain't nobody, nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies questions like; "Trigga one night, please"

I made 'em a believer, now my big; Gina
Like 'em with they ass big;
Beat it up in private, and like it
So I'm Ikein', call 'em
Me, her and her
dykin'; have you seen 'em?
I swear I'm doper then these mu'fuckas
Hit the club; all
seal eyes
I am on earth
I'm tryna live in
Come fly wit me; MJ
Look in the mirror and it's clearer than it has
I shit to the homie like he my glass twin
I say "don't let the get of me
They want them instead of me, but I'm so better
Aye, you how it better be
I'ma past niggas; cruise to a better sea
Same light, same night, but I'm in a B
my hoe hotter than Huxtable sweater be
And she talk dirty like a thrown away be

Now come and wit 'im
And if you don't really, I don't give a fuck,
I'm on
So me if you can
And if you ain't know, I don't really give a
Shout out to the girls in the club shakin'
Shout out to the
And with the furniture plastic
Now we wads of the cash in the plastic
I got whole shit mastered

And you I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter think about, bitch
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, nobody like me
Ladies questions like; "Trigga one night, please"
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody, nobody like me
Ain't nobody, nobody, ain't nobody like me
nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies askin' like; "Trigga one night, please"