Luyện nghe bài hát Score

[Hook: Shy
Hey boy, Jefe said ,"Go do your chores!"
These some whores
Wipe them out, show no
I might go hop in Porsche
Go buy my new bitch a
Soon as I off the porch
I started flaming that
He shoots! He scores!
A soon as I walk in the

I
I send my to your block
(Bup bup bup bup) and they
They gonna Jefe the rock
Cause they know for sure Im score
He shoot! He Scores!

1: Shy Glizzy]
The is you doing?
Jefe be rocking foreign
These niggas be boring
just be rapping, no touring
Straight at they ass a storm
It be four in the morning
We give no fucks what you
See, GG bitch we a army
We bust in your shit the tommy's
Your moms could be an omelet
Shot her ass straight out her
These niggas be talking bitches
Im just being
I can not kick it snitches
no, Im not being modest
Shorty be this flavor
Shorty be getting his
niggas can't get them no paper
So they wanna turn into
I put the food in your
I tipped all the waiters
You mad you can sit at the
Bye boy I'll see you later

[Hook: Shy
[Verse 2: Shy
The one and the big glizzy
Nigga the fuck is you
Im two stops away a mili
asking me, "Where is the Glizzies?"
I don't accept [?]
You got your shit by the Glizzies?
Boy shit don't look like no Glizzy
Forever Tre-7 to
My dogs they big Mac 11's
I plan on doing no telling
Bet whatever my brother ain't
All of my niggas, reckless
You see all of my got necklaces
Fuck niggas think they test us
Let your ass wait for the stretcher
I can't wait to see of you rappers
Make me take off my while you act up
My niggas come through, beat back up
Your niggas be calling for up
Watch out, watch out for that 'Lac
GG QB, get your up
I only make music for
Now go sing last song with the pastor
[Hook: Shy