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 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 shoot my behind orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I to kill
These pussy 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 cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these hear your new shit
They going have to give they styles
I said "you too crazy", she "you too humble"
I "you too bae", she said "you too sweet"
I asked 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
Never knees in the dirt, never dirt on my
I'm just serving fiends
birds to the bees, I sell birds to the trees
Tune, I you don't sleep, I'm allergic to dreams
I don't twerk, but I tweak for that purple, that
Yeah, you see what I'm saying like you what you see
I'm a disease, I'm allergic to me
Been a turd on these since my curtains was sheets
Chef on these beats, I'm stirring the grease
That bitch you in love with, she for me
I personally get you this week
Like that blunt my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I smirk when I screech, trigga smart, smart
I'm a nerd, I'm a geek, I'm absurd, I'm
Did my time in Cash Money, time and released
But this agent ain't free, word, that's the on these streets
But that shit is old news, that shit is so
I'm focused, focused on my expertise
They like "Tunechi, you good," I'm "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I cock back and shoot at ya
Money long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch leaves
I no guarantees, but repeat what you heard
You a dead
Tunechi, bitch, yo, bitch, Tunechi, bitch
I fuck her on my balcony, we the moon eclipse
We doing usual shit, she gonna need for this
Cause' I'mma it in her maximus gluteus
We at the top of the world, she like the view and
From up here everybody look the
The coke got her all exuberant, she doing lines like a movie script But these are true events,
I'll kill a nigga right now, put a nigga lights out
Then put his body in a ice box holes in his body like socks
These niggas softer than, these softer then nylon
So my name out your mouth, I hope it taste like cayenne
Looking up at the
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only twice, slime
And you if you fight crime
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 niggas at me, these niggas looking at me sideways
That's because on the sideline, but they never try mine
Spittin' I'm sipping cyanide while my bitch sip on mai tai
But she wine fine, and I'm so sorry, she "don't be sorry"
Then she said "don't apologize for cause' you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"