Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntin

[DJ
(Dramatic Nigga)

Uh, well alright, I go

I'm a rapper singer 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 if I'm prevoke
I'm bout to change the game, pass the remote.
Money is everything, and it's every other
I'm part of the choir and its the motto my brother sing
Cash is the right now, women are game
MoneyOverBitches dot com check the
It's coming too soon, on the way
People ask me if i pray, i say yeah in a blue moon
Oops, i a red moon, i did it again to 'em
Let me leave the station for blood affiliation
I say metaphors, flow so overweight
I could rap around these other youngin's a cobra snake
Frostbite drizzy nigga, nobody is cold as
yo ass inline, don't be tryin' to roller skate
Fuck all the discrete shit, i get on some shit
I am 21, tell me who do i with
I'm on my elite shit, you can tell im real cuz i'm hood love
And i aint talkin street shit
Young angel, lie and im done tryin
I'm jus doin, drinkin' cause im buyin'
It's on me, is on me
And my girl is still down like shes John B
And i go dumb, i tend to do dumb shit
I just listen back and now I'm like a trumpet
This for all the strippers cause i they gonna bump it
Tell her back it up and dump it, back it, back it up and it
Ain't no pistols here, yo money will
My accountant feed his family off my fiscal year
Tax, brackets and and forth faxes
My money come in full circle, get up on my
I'mma kill 'em only cause i promised
They think I'm bein' cocky but I'm only being
I'm swallowin' the goose, got a model getting
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 just havin' cause i want it to make sense
White cup, pop, Tennessee state shit
Drop a 4 in it and the greatness

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

[Lil
Yeah.
on, pass the dro.
I am such a beast, and you can ask hoes.
And they might even say you should me alone.
Their scared.
Cause it like me.
Stunting is a habit, I get it my daddy.
Just Shaggy, I told that Boombastic.
Im a bastard.
I dont give a about y'all.
I aint marbles, you can pluck my balls.
And yes I am falling, but up I fall.
And if your bitch in heat, she can my dog.
I went from penny to private planes.
sat on any benches, I got in games.
Starter Carter, harder.
Ten girls, house suite, y'all order
Whatever please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
take off their clothes and put on my tees.
The supplement Im taking got me feeling
my gun and money dont split, 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 crossed the street.
What you know it? My nigga so about it.
If we kill everybody, they can go to court it.
Weezy. I the liars.
Baby, I the fire.
I am Michael, Michael Myers; your 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 niggas is ass to me,
And big, wet, is more like what Im rathering.
to the gathering.
to the burying.
Or I hang you on the wall an art gallery.
You got salary.
and I got money.
I got money.
I got money.
Bitch.

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

Wayne]
Dedication three. fuck wit me.