Luyện nghe bài hát Sh!t (Remix)

I'm so sorry, so
This, this that Sorry 4 The 2, and I'm so sorry

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, Glock 40 for them fake
Throw a everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My choppa go dada thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my shit, I'm too legit
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up crank and turn a lunatic
shoot my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These pussy niggas bricks, I'm too for real
Your head a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as hell cause' it out yet
She said as these niggas hear your new shit
They going have to they styles back
I said "you too crazy", she "you too humble"
I "you too bae", she said "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl like cuisine, she gon' shoot scenes
Put my in museum, I'm gon' die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, dirt on my knees
I'm serving these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the
Tune, I heard you sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm saying you heard what you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a turd on these streets since my was sheets
on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she for me
I get you murdered this week
that blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, street
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time served and
But this agent free, word, that's the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, shit is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my
They "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock and shoot at ya flees
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat you heard
You a dead
It's Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi,
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the moon
We doing usual shit, she gonna need lube for
Cause' I'mma it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here everybody the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are events, lord
I'll a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like
These niggas softer than, these niggas softer nylon
So my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm to my fucking self, you only live twice, slime
And you if you fight crime
I'm from a place where the high crime rate Iran
We put yo ass on nightline, I'm on the grass a python
These niggas looking at me, these niggas at me sideways
That's because on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping cyanide while my sip on mai tai
But she fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't for shit cause' you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"