Luyện nghe bài hát Score

[Hook: Shy
Hey little boy, Jefe said ,"Go do chores!"
These niggas whores
Wipe them out, no remorse
I might go hop in that
Go buy my new a horse
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 goons to your
(Bup bup bup bup) and they
They gonna pass Jefe the
Cause they know for Im gonna score
He shoot! He Scores!

1: Shy Glizzy]
The fuck is you
Jefe be that foreign
These be super boring
just be rapping, no touring
Straight at they ass like a
It could be in the morning
We give no fucks you doing
See, GG we just a army
We bust in your with the tommy's
Your moms could be an omelet
her ass straight out her bonnet
These niggas be like bitches
Im just honest
I can not kick it snitches
Fuck no, Im not modest
Shorty be kicking flavor
Shorty be his paper
These can't get them no paper
So they wanna turn haters
I put the in your neighbor
I even tipped all the
You mad you can sit at the
Bye lil' boy I'll see you

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