Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntin

[DJ
(Dramatic Nigga)

Uh, alright, here I go

I'm a rapper turn and you can tell that he smoke
But i don't need my chords all i hit is C notes
N.E.R.D flow i spaz if I'm
I'm bout to change the game, pass the remote.
Money is everything, and it's other thing
I'm part of the and its the motto that my brother sing
Cash is the right now, are post game
MoneyOverBitches dot com check the
coming too soon, album on the way
People ask me if i pray, i say yeah once in a blue
Oops, i a red moon, i did it again to 'em
Let me leave the station for your affiliation
I say metaphors, flow so overweight
I could rap around these youngin's like a cobra snake
drizzy nigga, nobody is cold as drake
Keep yo ass inline, be tryin' to roller skate
Fuck all the discrete shit, i get on peep shit
I am 21, tell me who do i with
I'm on my elite shit, you can tell im real cuz i'm gettin love
And i aint talkin street shit
Young angel, young lie and im tryin
I'm jus doin, who's drinkin' cause im
It's on me, is on me
And my girl is down like shes fucking John B
And when i go dumb, i to do dumb shit
I just listen back and now I'm soundin' a trumpet
for all the strippers cause i know they gonna bump it
Tell her back it up and it, back it, back it up and dump it
no pistols here, yo money will disappear
My accountant will feed his family off my year
Tax, brackets and back and forth
My come in full circle, get up on my axis
Maybe I'mma kill 'em only i promised
They think I'm cocky but I'm only being honest
I'm swallowin' the goose, got a model loose
And i never party less, i got bottles and a booth
I just walk up on the scene, I'm about to take
I'm havin' patience cause i want it to make sense
White cup, orange pop, state shit
Drop a 4 in it and the greatness

[DJ
(Gangtsa, gangsta, gangsta.
I want y'all to remember,
This is the first you bump,
you have a black president.)

[Lil
Yeah.
on, pass the dro.
I am a beast, and you can ask them hoes.
And might even say you should leave me alone.
only scared.
Cause it like me.
Stunting is a habit, I get it my daddy.
Just like Shaggy, I told Boombastic.
Im a bastard.
I dont a fuck about y'all.
I aint marbles, you can pluck my balls.
And yes I am falling, but up I fall.
And if your in heat, she can fuck my dog.
I went from pinchin' to private planes.
sat on any benches, I got in games.
Starter Carter, harder.
Ten girls, pent house suite, order
Whatever please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
They take off their and put on my tees.
The supplement Im got me feeling mighty
my gun and money split, call that shit Siamese.
Yes, my make the frickin' time freeze.
Your bless me, she suck my dick, and I sneeze.
Cheap ass apartment, just the I need.
And eighteen Gs is why the chicken the street.
you know about it? My nigga so about it.
If we kill everybody, can go to court about it.
Weezy. I the liars.
Baby, I the fire.
I am Michael, Michael Myers; leave body in the dryer.
Got the shotty on the of me.
My bad boys me.
Im a bad boy, obviously.
Pop one at ivy league.
I dont a rivalry.
If so, you a cosulty.
Oops, I a casualty.
Oops, I catasrophe.
Oops, I meant actually, you is just ass to me,
And big, wet, pussy is like what Im rathering.
to the gathering.
to the burying.
Or I hang you on the like an art gallery.
You got salary.
and I got money.
I got money.
I got money.
Bitch.

[DJ
(See, I told it was going to be worth the wait, right?)

Wayne]
Dedication three. Chris wit me.