Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It

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

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

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

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

nobody getting' married, but I am the best man
I be the greatest
I can't except nuttin' less
I had of 'em
And just in a section
They all and gobble; call it digestion
Women dance on my sac; call it
The shit read lips it's hooked on phonic
I'ma brag at ya shawty; you I probably had her
I'ma star
Porn star; a ghetto gagger
Rockin' platinum, I got the plaque
Still I 30 grand up at Sacs
I made it out,
You how the hood be
I got the game sewed up like some weed
You got it all fucked up like a front
I got the gettin' low like a bass drum
I got some shit
You on a trip
ya purse, nigga
Get ya
I'm a dickhead
call me arrogant
One question ... the fuck you starin' at?
I'm the shit, boy
You can ask ya girl
I'm gon' hold yours ... until I get my own girl

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

I 'em a believer, now my head 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
They dykin'; have you seen
I swear I'm doper then these mu'fuckas
Hit the all balck
Like seal
I am hell on
I'm tryna in heaven
fly wit me; MJ 2K11
Look in the and it's clearer than it has been
I talk shit to the homie like he my twin
I say "don't let the get of me
They them instead of me, but I'm so much better
Aye, you know how it be
I'ma sail past niggas; cruise to a sea
Same light, same night, but I'm in a B
Plus my hoe hotter than sweater be
And she talk dirty like a thrown away be

Now and fuck 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 really give a damn
Shout out to the in the club shakin' asses
out to the hood
And the furniture with plastic
Now we carry wads of the in the plastic
I got this whole mastered

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