Luyện nghe bài hát Sh!t (Remix)

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

Sorry 4 The Wait, nigga, Glock 40 for fake niggas
Throw a party everyday, nigga, that's an day, nigga
Bad bitch in mi casa, no mi casa su
My go doom 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 into a lunatic
Then shoot my bitch orange juice and grits
Uzi clip, I need another uzi clip, I to kill
These niggas shooting bricks, I'm too for real
Your just a souvenir
She wanna get it off her chest, but her too big
I'm bumping 5 on a iPod
My bitch mad as cause' it ain't out yet
She said soon as these niggas your new shit
They going to give they styles back
I said "you too crazy", she "you too humble"
I said "you too bae", she "you too sweet"
Then I asked her do she go ways
She say "they do say is a two way street"
I said "oooh", talk dirty, talk dirty, dirty, dirty to me
that girl like cuisine, she gon' wanna shoot scenes
Put my dick in museum, I'm die on my feet
Never knees in the dirt, dirt on my knees
I'm just these fiends
Sell 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 purple, that 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
Chef on these beats, I'm just stirring the
bitch you in love with, she working for me
I personally get you murdered this
Like blunt between my too fingers I'm at peace, word
I when I screech, trigga smart, street smart
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, that is so yesterweek
I'm just focused, focused on my
They "Tunechi, you good," I'm like "bob yessiree"
Now don't, I don't, don't question me, let me breathe
Dog, big dog, I back and shoot at ya flees
long, tree trunk, now stand under me, catch these leaves
I guarantee no guarantees, but what 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 need lube for this
Cause' I'mma stick it in her maximus
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 doing like a movie script But these are true events, lord
I'll kill a nigga right now, I'll put a nigga out
Then put his body in a ice box with holes in his body socks
These niggas softer than, niggas softer then nylon
So keep my name out your mouth, I hope it like cayenne
up at the skyline
I'm thinking to my fucking self, you only live twice,
And motherfuck you if you fight
I'm from a place where the high crime like Iran
We put yo ass on nightline, I'm on the like a python
These niggas looking at me, these looking at me sideways
That's because they on the sideline, but they 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 "don't apologize for shit cause' you the shit
And we Tha Carter 5 the shit, woah"