Luyện nghe bài hát Sh!t (Remix)

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

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

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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
Then shoot my bitch behind juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I to kill
These niggas shooting bricks, I'm too for real
Your head just a
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping Carter 5 on a
My bitch mad as hell cause' it out yet
She said soon as these hear your new shit
They have to give they styles back
I "you too crazy", she said "you too humble"
I "you too bae", she said "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, dirty, dirty, talk dirty to me
Treat that girl cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
knees in the dirt, never dirt on my knees
I'm serving these fiends
birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I heard you sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I for that purple, that pink
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you heard you see
I'm a verbal disease, I'm to me
Been a turd on streets since my curtains 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
Like that between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk I screech, trigga 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, the word on these streets
But that shit is old news, that 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, question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and at ya flees
Money long, trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but what you heard
You a parakeet
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we watch the eclipse
We doing usual shit, she gonna need for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her gluteus
We at the top of the world, she the view and shit
From up here everybody look the
The got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a right now, I'll put a nigga lights out
put his body in a ice box with holes in his body like socks
These niggas than, these niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it like cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice,
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm a place where the high crime 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 because they on the sideline, but they try mine
Spittin' like I'm cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she fine, and I'm so sorry, she said "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for shit cause' you the
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"