Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfin

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

I love my baby mommas, they get my highest
take care of them kids, man I know you heard Obama
And I live on an island, Atlantic in my
I just tell my pilot to it in my backyard
Quarter back shot gun, you get any sack yards
Bitch I hard, breakin' all the back boards
Pretty boy Floyd up I will crack yours
And even at the White House we pull up at the doors

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