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 fake niggas
a party everyday, nigga, that's an ordinary day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi su casa
My choppa go doom thahehahehahehahya

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Tunechi, bitch, on my future shit, I'm too
I sleep on a crucifix, I wake up and turn into a lunatic
Then my bitch behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I shoot to
These pussy niggas shooting bricks, I'm too for
Your just a souvenir
She get it off her chest, but her boobs too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as hell it ain't out yet
She said soon as these hear your new shit
They going have to give they back
I said "you too crazy", she "you too humble"
I said "you too bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I her do she go both ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, talk 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, never on my knees
I'm just these fiends
Sell birds to the bees, I sell birds to the
Tune, I you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, pink
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 my curtains was sheets
on these beats, I'm just stirring the grease
That you in love with, she working for me
I get you murdered this week
Like that blunt between my too I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, smart, street smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Money, time served and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the word on these
But that shit is old news, shit is so yesterweek
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I mean don't, don't question me, let me
Dog, big dog, I cock back and shoot at ya
Money long, trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but repeat what you
You a dead
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I her on my balcony, we watch the moon eclipse
We doing usual shit, she gonna need lube for
I'mma stick it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here look the puniest
The coke got her all exuberant, she lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga now, I'll put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body socks
These niggas softer than, these softer then nylon
So keep my name out mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you live twice, slime
And motherfuck you if you crime
I'm from a place where the high rate like Iran
We put yo ass on nightline, I'm on the grass a python
These looking at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's they on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' like I'm sipping while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
she said "don't apologize for shit cause' you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"