Luyện nghe bài hát Shades

I'm so
Mack!
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, forget to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it my stomach hurt
Bitch Im on that Patron, with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
a silencer on the gun
that go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too
Verse 1: Maine
Uh, Mack in this bitch, tell em hoes I'm it
niggas sweet, a bunch of fucking brownies
The youre talking about, bitch Im a G like a thousand
Im on my one two, and bitch Im still
You niggas got problems, well I got bigger
My all black, make me bring the nigga out 'em
You dont that, homie
Plus I got that pick-up on me, fuck nina, she horny, you wont see tomorrow morning (Nigga)
We so fucking cold, money, money old
Life is full of choices and your bitch (Nigga)
Im so Holley Grove, them other niggas
And if the gun's strong I'll a fucking picture
Nigga You know what Im on, a bag of that
Nigga You where Im going,(Bitch)im going, going, gone!
Nigga holler at your boy, I-I give a fuck
Got a silence on the gun, me shut you niggas up
Mack!
[hook] Lil
Dark ass shades, I see them haters
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the
I drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
Bitch Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get
Got a on the gun, that bitch go pu
that go pu
that go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
that go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too
2: Birdman
Just a third world gangsta, been filthy, top
Hustler, caller
'em all, keep banking
Big on the island
Popping shots out the
Spending cause were
star, money, and power!
Hunting we stunting (Bitch), triggerman hood rich
Built on some solid shit, bad born rich
Chandelier (Shit), marble of bricks
Turn water into wine, hit your set and paint bitch

O-O-Out the with them doves, stashes for the plug
Greeny red bottom, throwing in the club
Bossing on the shine, we the niggas running
Blood to blood-line, white black tints
Head light, red light, spend them at the green
Flash light, fast life, hit 'em for a cheap
Uptown swagger life, living like we it twice
Point blank aim (Nigga), ah fuck about the price
lil wayne
Dark ass shades, I cant see them
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach
Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a silencer on the gun, that go pu
that go pu
that go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
bitch go pu
Got a ass swagga, my bitches do too
Verse 3: Lil
Im from New Orleans
Rest in peace Shorty
And I come from
That bitch is wild as a
I go stupid, I go
The is greener in my garden
Swagger than the warden
Pow pow pow I with arguing, hah
Leave a nigga
If you go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun but bullets still speakin
Got a buncha bitches
To tell me all of secrets
And if I get in that
Im on her walls like
You's dead bread, you're a fed ass nigga
Im on my vampire, bloody red flag
Fucking with Lil Tunechi get your head smashed nigga
Hit you dead on the money call dead cash nigga
And it's . party excellent waynes world
time excellent Waynes world
Tonight im probably another nigga girl
Party time excellent Waynes
lil wayne
Dark ass shades, I cant see haters
Now eat these bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter
I dont drink champagne, it make my hurt
Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
Got a on the gun, that bitch go pu
bitch go pu
that go pu
Got-Got a on the gun
bitch go pu
Got a mean ass swagga, my do too