Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfin

No Ceilings..
O-o-ok, I got chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in Bugatti
Two V8's ain't no such as driving calm in this Bugatti
I'm bad,
I'm
I the purp',
Don't fuck me 'cause right now I'm higher than Captain Kirk,
I swear I be the sickest nigga, you can ask the
And if you throw it in the bag, I bet snatch her purse
OK I spazz, I
You last, I'm
I'm on yo' ass, like
Behind cash, get murked
I'm talkin' big nigga, join my hit list nigga
What's the matter? Check ur bladder I'm the piss nigga
the witness, nigga
Hold in the streets
And convict nigga
Old nigga
Man im with the blucka
Money muthafucka
You think we do our thang..
Well it sunny in the summer?
And we for the comers
And whoever us
And you know Imma bust my ass until my crew humongous
I said T.I. ya head
And Mack ya head
Wish I could but I say some other names 'cause of the Feds
Until my bloods, red
Man you how we play it
And if it to be the boss, oh well I guess I gotta pay it
I'm a New Orleans nigga, I don't take no
Take the brain off the whip now it don't no sense
Stunt hard on these bitches I promised tomorrow
Not when they kicking it with me no mo' garciaparra
Flute rollin' plants, like the tool shop of horror
And we roll them bitches thick, 'em look like Toccara
Man I'm too much for these niggas, and three for these hoes
Whe World is in my hands, and I keep my closed

I my baby mommas, they get my highest honor
Gotta take care of them kids, man I know you Obama
And I on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
I just tell my pilot to land it in my
Quarter back shot gun, you don't get any sack
Bitch I hard, breakin' all the back boards
Pretty boy Floyd step up I will yours
And at the White House we pull up at the back doors

Walk around like im feet tall
Tiger Woods all these hoes tryna these balls
In the 911 like emergency calls
Man i just be chillin', I'm cool like Lou
Young Money in the building, I'm puttin' up new
take your Mrs. Officer and set some new laws
My flow is like rubbin' two
Young Moula we the new shit and new
Now get off my dick, I ain't fucking
Watch me shoot to the bank, I'm a pistol
Weezy beat the beat up like Sonny
Red do me good, then her friend or sista
I mean her bitch, she never met her best or sister
I that pussy Microsoft like Windows Vista
Young toochie, pop that for a goon, hoe
Bullet in your boy memory, now you act like you don't
Eastside who i do it fo', Street right by the store
Katrina wiped the city out but couldn't wit Holly Grove
some real niggas I knew from a long time ago
But or Hell, I'm hopin' that they be where Imma go
Take a nigga gale and make her come me a private show
Still long hair, don't care, like a
I'm the hardest shit go in ass and search
I smash this verse, so I and surf
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