Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfin

No Ceilings..
O-o-ok, I got this chrome on this
I'm strong in Bugatti
Two V8's ain't no such thing as driving calm in Bugatti
I'm bad,
I'm
I the purp',
Don't fuck with me 'cause right now I'm higher than Kirk,
I swear I be the nigga, you can ask the nurse
And if you throw it in the bag, I bet I'll snatch her
OK I spazz, I
You last, I'm
I'm on yo' ass, dirt
Behind cash, get murked
I'm big shit nigga, join my hit list nigga
What's the matter? Check ur bladder I'm the piss nigga
Shoot the witness,
Hold in the streets
And this nigga
Old nigga
Man im with the blucka
Young muthafucka
You we won't do our thang..
Well it sunny in the summer?
And we for the comers
And whoever us
And you Imma bust my ass until my crew very humongous
I said T.I. hold ya
And Mack ya head
Wish I could but I can't say some names 'cause of the Feds
my bloods, cold 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 make no sense
Stunt hard on these bitches I ain't promised
Not they kicking it with me like no mo' garciaparra
Flute rollin' killer plants, the tool shop of horror
And we roll them bitches thick, make 'em look Toccara
Man I'm too much for these niggas, and three much for hoes
Whe World is in my hands, and I my hands closed

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

Walk around like im feet tall
Tiger Woods all hoes tryna birdy these balls
In the Porche 911 like calls
Man i just be chillin', I'm like Lou Rawls
Young in the building, I'm puttin' up new walls
Nigga take your Mrs. Officer and set new laws
My flow is rubbin' two logs
Young Moula we the new shit and new
Now get off my dick, I ain't fucking
Watch me to the bank, I'm a money pistol
Weezy beat the up like Sonny Liston
Red bone do me good, her friend or sista
I mean her bitch, she never met her best friend or
I leave that pussy Microsoft like Windows
Young toochie, pop that for a goon, hoe
Bullet in 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 fuck wit Holly Grove
Lost some real niggas I knew a long time ago
But Heaven or Hell, I'm that they be where Imma go
Take a gale and make her come give me a private show
Still long hair, don't care, a Navajo
I'm the hardest shit go in ass and search
I smash this verse, so I swag and
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