Luyện nghe bài hát S. Carter

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S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all try harder, competition is, nada
scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Nope you see 'em though you got plans to be him
Pay if by chance you meet him
In his pants pocket, your in pedium
It's the undisputed champ,

For clique, dough sick, no for us
Competition like I said in the chorus, let me it out for ya
Jay to the Amil, A to the Y stay real fuck how feel, aha aha
That's how we put it down, aha aha gonna get it now

Chip off the old block my old pops
Accept I glocks and open dope spots and I shut down rap crews
Smack cats who flash tools, laugh at fake ballers with bad jewels
I'll tell you once, is shit you should've of knew
Jigga Jigga, Jigga who? Okay

S-dot-Carter y'all try harder, competition is, nada
scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, is, no, no, no

I'm a Roc-a-fella soldier, I I told ya
Hustler, nigga move like Oprah
Drive wide body, twenty-inch big
No tints, make no mistake y'all Hova

I stay sportin' played Jordan's before
Verses tight, harder than Ken Norton
Musically you
Truthfully I abuse beats better BCW

I my mother move
So I have no coming around the old way
Sluggin' you, what a thug'll do, thuggin', bust techs
A suspect dangerous, and I rough sex, yeah, that's what's up

when I'm asleep the gats is up
Paranoid Sunny drive backing up
But I'm Bed-Stuy, killa with the flow
Let lead fly out the four-four, motherfuckers

S-dot-Carter y'all try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Competition is none I remain at the top the sun
And I burn whoever come in my chambers of
The flame spark ya
Blood stain the tarp, but they chalk ya

Don't try to smooth us, you got nothing to offer
But the baby and make ya fine offer
The is ill even with four-inch heels
No panties on and Fields

I get down, name the time, the place
We could it back to Vaseline on our face
On a regular day we just gleam up your
our own line, got our whole team laced

RW with the torch on my jeans by the
Without heat we still gonna up the place
Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, we go

S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
Ladies scream, papa, can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, is, no, no, no