Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntin

[DJ
(Dramatic Nigga)

Uh, alright, here I go

I'm a rapper turn singer and you can tell that he
But i don't need my vocal chords all i hit is C
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 every thing
I'm part of the choir and its the motto my brother sing
is the right now, women are post game
MoneyOverBitches dot com check the
It's too soon, album on the way
People ask me if i pray, i say yeah once in a moon
Oops, i mean a red moon, i did it to 'em
Let me leave the station for blood affiliation
I say heavy metaphors, so overweight
I could rap around these other youngin's like a snake
Frostbite nigga, nobody is cold as drake
Keep yo ass inline, don't be tryin' to skate
Fuck all the discrete shit, i get on peep shit
I am 21, me who do i compete with
I'm on my elite shit, you can im real cuz i'm gettin hood love
And i aint even talkin street
Young angel, young lie and im tryin
I'm jus doin, drinkin' cause im buyin'
on me, everything is on me
And my is still down like shes fucking John B
And when i go dumb, i to do dumb shit
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 it, back it, back it up and dump it
Ain't no pistols here, yo money will
My accountant feed his family off my fiscal year
Tax, brackets and back and forth
My money come in full circle, get up on my
Maybe I'mma kill 'em only i promised
They think I'm bein' cocky but I'm only honest
I'm swallowin' the goose, got a model loose
And i never party less, i got some bottles and a
I just walk up on the scene, I'm about to this
I'm just havin' patience cause i it to make sense
White cup, orange pop, state shit
a 4 in it and appreciate the greatness

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

Wayne]
Yeah.
Come on, the dro.
I am a beast, and you can ask them hoes.
And they even say you should leave me alone.
Their scared.
Cause it like me.
Stunting is a habit, I get it my daddy.
Just like Shaggy, I that Boombastic.
Im a bastard.
I give 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 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, pent house suite, y'all
Whatever please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
They off their clothes and put on my tees.
The supplement Im taking got me mighty
my gun and dont split, call that shit Siamese.
Yes, my make the frickin' time freeze.
girl 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.
you know about it? My nigga so about it.
If we kill everybody, they can go to about it.
Weezy. I the liars.
Baby, I the fire.
I am Michael, Myers; leave your body in the dryer.
Got the on the side 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 y'all it was to be worth the wait, right?)

[Lil
three. Chris fuck wit me.