Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntin

[DJ
(Dramatic Nigga)

Uh, alright, here I go

I'm a rapper turn singer and you can tell he smoke
But i don't my vocal 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 every other
I'm part of the choir and its the motto that my sing
Cash is the right now, women are post
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 blood affiliation
I say heavy metaphors, so overweight
I could rap around these youngin's like a cobra snake
Frostbite drizzy nigga, nobody is as drake
Keep yo ass inline, be tryin' 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 shit, you can tell im real cuz i'm gettin hood love
And i aint talkin street shit
angel, young lie and im done tryin
I'm jus doin, who's drinkin' im buyin'
on me, everything 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 back and now I'm soundin' like a trumpet
This for all the strippers cause i 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 faxes
My money in full circle, get up on my axis
I'mma kill 'em only cause i promised
They think I'm bein' cocky but I'm only honest
I'm swallowin' the goose, got a model loose
And i party less, i got some bottles and a booth
I just up on the scene, I'm about to take this
I'm havin' patience cause i want it to make sense
White cup, orange pop, Tennessee state
Drop a 4 in it and appreciate the

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

Wayne]
Yeah.
Come on, the dro.
I am such a beast, and you can ask hoes.
And they might even say you leave me alone.
Their scared.
Cause it like me.
is a habit, I get it from my daddy.
Just like Shaggy, I told 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 from penny pinchin' to private planes.
sat on any benches, I got in games.
Starter Carter, harder.
Ten girls, pent suite, y'all order
Whatever please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
They take off their and put on my tees.
The supplement Im taking got me mighty
my gun and money split, call that shit Siamese.
Yes, my watch make the time freeze.
Your bless me, she suck my dick, and I sneeze.
Cheap ass apartment, the kitchen I need.
And Gs is why the chicken crossed the street.
What you 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 shotty on the of me.
My bad follow me.
Im a bad boy, obviously.
Pop one at ivy league.
I have a rivalry.
If so, you a cosulty.
Oops, I a casualty.
Oops, I catasrophe.
Oops, I actually, you niggas is just ass to me,
And big, wet, pussy is more like 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?)

[Lil
Dedication three. fuck wit me.