Luyện nghe bài hát Sucka Free

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

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

That free shit? Yeah, I remember that shit
Well, won't you put shit right about here
Sucka, sucka, sucka, now a sucka up off of you

Did you miss me? It took a little time to get sucka
But since a young G it's PPC, no shame in the name
And still true to the game, still suckers, just the same
No sense, and dwellin' in the tense, I roll with Quik
So you better check your ladies, gents, 'cause teach her
How to break you, right before I her

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

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

I that ass like a clocker, I don't 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 speakin' on the Playa Hamm
Or my nigga Quik, everybody knows, you're suckin' on a fat
It ain't to nuttin' in your ass, so that you see clear boomin'
In your ear, so I know you hear bump this in coupe
With your R&B wanna be me? Trick ass, I'm free