Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It

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

Pledge to the shit, hands where ya hearts are
Matter fact, the shit, hands 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 real beef, fuck alla this
Niggas don't touch key, 'cept for they start cars
They just out they ass, those are fart bars
I bring the toaster wherever you pop are
Play with funeral, getcha ass
You should shut you ass up, raspberry
Just got that Rolls
So this man,
Got bitches a ghost; Ms. Pacman
I know listenin'
I trace all
I Audemars to match my baseball caps
White and joint
Let's the Yankees
I'm big deposits
You gettin' fees
You lil nigga remember that you ain't me
Write ya award speech and forget to thank me

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

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

Ain't nobody getting' married, but I am the man
I will be the
I except nuttin' less than
I had of 'em
And that's in a section
They all swallow and gobble; it digestion
dance on my sac; call it dickonics
The shit read lips until it's hooked on
brag at ya shawty; you know I probably had her
I'ma star
star; she's a ghetto gagger
Rockin' platinum, I never got the
Still I 30 grand up at Sacs
I made it out,
You how the hood be
I got the game sewed up like good weed
You got it all fucked up a lace front
I got the girls low like a bass drum
I got rich shit
You on a bitch
Grab ya purse,
Get ya
I'm suck a
They call me
One question ... what the fuck you at?
I'm the shit, boy
You can ask ya girl
I'm hold yours ... 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, ain't nobody, ain't like me
Ladies questions like; "Trigga one night, please"

I made 'em a believer, now my big; Gina
Like 'em with ass big; Trina
it up in private, and they like it
So I'm Ikein', call 'em
Me, her and her
They dykin'; have you seen
I swear I'm doper then these realize
Hit the all balck
seal eyes
I am hell on
I'm tryna live in
Come fly wit me; MJ
Look in the mirror and it's clearer than it has
I talk shit to the homie 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 sail past niggas; cruise to a sea
light, same night, but I'm in a better 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 really, I don't give a fuck, nigga
I'm on
So me if you can
And if you ain't know, I don't really give a
Shout out to the in the club shakin' asses
Shout out to the
And the furniture with plastic
Now we wads of the cash in the plastic
I got this whole shit

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