Luyện nghe bài hát Sucka Free

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

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

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

Did you miss me? It took a little time to get free
But since a young G it's PPC, ain't no in the name
And true to the game, still servin' suckers, just the same
No sense, and dwellin' in the past tense, I roll with
So you better check your ladies, gents, 'cause teach her
How to break you, before I break 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 still for a hoe
pimp but you're payin' for the pu', silly sucker
Punk muthafucka, they flock and jock 'cause you're fillin' up
They pocket books and still judgin' bitches by they looks
it's really all about, what 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 ever let a sucker like you, me do somethin'
That I don't wanna do, I'm still real it, you gots to deal with it

I serve ass like a clocker, I don't give a fuck but who you're doin'
How you're 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 on a fat dick
It nothin to nuttin' in your ass, so that you see clear boomin'
In your ear, so I know you hear bump in your coupe
With your R&B wanna be me? Trick ass, I'm free