Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry 4 The Wait

Ain't nobody fucking me
First murder, you can get your degree

And you ain't wonder 'bout me wonder woman
Tune gonna ball, money tall, Bunyan
Real nigga shit, pussy gon hate
Pound of the kush that bitch pound cake
I hit it from the
And make that bitch about
And I gotta split
baby, sour grapes
She wine, baby leave
I that bullshit, bob and weave
Everybody tripping, but I ain't tripping
Leave your ass flatter my new television
I'm talking money and the power
and the money
This is magic Stan Van Gundy
Ima run this shit till I'm the man runnin'
Mack light that shit, pass that to me
Young money yeah
We the shit, yeah go hard like cialis
Don't that bitch, I fucked that ho
She pop x I o's tic-tac-toe
And I stink cause I got alot of shit on my
They say numbers lie, is that a 6 or a 9?
I in front of the clock
I'm ahead of the time
Knock pussy ass off
And your head to your mom
I ain't with niggas, no sir not me
And they can't blindfold what my eye see
Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm
And the transform, no Tyrese
Hello goodbye, where are you
I'm in between joy and pain
And I for the stars, got stuck in the clouds
Got high as a bitch and my love on the ground
Now ain't that a bitch?
It ain't never about a
I'll take your bitch and make her bitch
Backed up by a bunch of g ass
And I just bought your some knee pads nigga
street where the real niggas hung
Ima rep that shit kingdom come
Yeah sharp the drank, I bring the blunts
with me its blood, brains or guts

Fuck y'all for real
Sleep with the under the pillow
Get into the room, her over like her elbows
Soon as I'm done peel off Velcro, gone
Baby I'm stoned, on the strong
Got a huge ass bong, off the hook
You can't use phone
Stopped at the and put my roof back on
One for the g's, the niggas got it lock'd
The niggas the keys, the niggas on the block
The on they p's and q's
Put bitch on the evening news
in the game better read the rules
High as a bitch that's me on the moon
with me die soon, not late
And I'm sorry for the motherfucking