Luyện nghe bài hát Sucka Free

What's up, What's up, my brother?
Just loungin', you know, 'Bout to crack forty ounce++++
Oh, look at you, lil' ol' alcoholic ass,
Well, you I got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin' changed

You hit it? Yeah, what's up? Hey man, you tell me
What's up with the album, man? Hey man, we tryina
muthafucka, man and I need one more song, no shit
Yeah, I wanted to know, if you wanted to on it?
Oh, without a doubt you know I'd love to that shit
You was bustin' for me over the

That sucka shit? Yeah, I remember that shit
Well, you put that shit right about here
Sucka, sucka, sucka, now a raises up off of you

Did you miss me? It took a little time to get free
But since a G it's PPC, ain't no shame in the name
And still true to the game, still servin' suckers, the same
No sense, and in the past tense, I roll with Quik
So you better check ladies, gents, 'cause I'ma teach her
How to you, right before I break her

I make her, then I shake her, yeah, I know, you heard it all before
But I can't deal, 'cause I see still simpin' for a hoe
Claimin' but you're payin' for the pu', silly sucker
Punk muthafucka, they only flock and 'cause you're fillin' up
They pocket books and you're still judgin' by they looks
When it's really all about, she can do for you

I do for me and still see a true, Do you hear me, bro?
Got your name all on lips, but your chick trips
Oh no, never will I lower to your level and I got for ya, devil
Too True to let a sucker like you, make me do somethin'
That I don't wanna do, I'm still real with it, you gots to with it

I serve that ass like a clocker, I give a fuck but who you're doin'
How doin or what you do it with, you better miss me
With the dumb shit, so when you're on the Playa Hamm
Or my nigga Quik, everybody knows, suckin' on a fat dick
It ain't nothin to in your ass, so that you see clear boomin'
In your ear, so I know you hear this in your coupe
With R&B wanna be me? Trick ass, I'm sucka free