Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntin

[DJ
(Dramatic Nigga)

Uh, well alright, I go

I'm a rapper turn and you can tell that he smoke
But i need my vocal chords all i hit is C notes
N.E.R.D flow i if I'm prevoke
I'm bout to change the fucking game, the remote.
Money is everything, and it's every thing
I'm part of the choir and its the motto that my brother
Cash is the now, women are post game
dot com check the domain
It's coming too soon, on the way
People ask me if i pray, i say yeah in a blue moon
Oops, i mean a red moon, i did it to 'em
Let me leave the station for your affiliation
I say heavy metaphors, so overweight
I could rap around these other youngin's a cobra snake
Frostbite nigga, nobody is cold as drake
Keep yo ass inline, don't be to roller skate
Fuck all the shit, i get on some peep shit
I am 21, tell me who do i compete
I'm on my elite shit, you can tell im real cuz i'm gettin hood
And i aint talkin street shit
Young angel, young lie and im tryin
I'm jus doin, who's drinkin' cause im
on me, everything is on me
And my girl is still down shes fucking John B
And when i go dumb, i tend to do dumb
I just listen back and now I'm like a trumpet
for all the strippers cause i know they gonna bump it
Tell her back it up and dump it, it, back it up and dump it
Ain't no pistols here, yo will disappear
My accountant will his family off my fiscal year
Tax, brackets and back and forth
My money in full circle, get up on my axis
Maybe I'mma kill 'em only cause i
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 some and a booth
I just walk up on the scene, I'm to take this
I'm just havin' patience cause i want it to sense
White cup, orange pop, Tennessee shit
a 4 in it and appreciate the greatness

[DJ
(Gangtsa, gangsta, gangsta.
I just want to remember,
is the first mixtape you bump,
While you 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.
Their scared.
Cause it gets me.
is a habit, I get it from my daddy.
Just like Shaggy, I told Boombastic.
Im a bastard.
I dont a fuck about y'all.
I aint talking marbles, you can my balls.
And yes I am falling, but up I fall.
And if your bitch in heat, she can my dog.
I went penny pinchin' to private planes.
sat on any benches, I got in games.
Starter Carter, harder.
Ten girls, pent house suite, order
y'all please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
They take off clothes and put on my tees.
The supplement Im taking got me mighty
my gun and money dont split, call shit Siamese.
Yes, my make the frickin' time freeze.
Your girl me, she suck my dick, and I sneeze.
ass apartment, just the kitchen I need.
And eighteen Gs is why the chicken the street.
you know about it? My nigga so about it.
If we everybody, they can go to court about 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 is just ass to me,
And big, wet, pussy is more like Im rathering.
to the gathering.
to the burying.
Or I you on the wall like an art gallery.
You got salary.
and I got money.
I got money.
I got money.
Bitch.

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

[Lil
Dedication three. Chris wit me.