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 ain't no such thing as driving in this Bugatti
I'm bad,
I'm
I the purp',
Don't fuck with me 'cause now I'm higher than Captain 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 talkin' big shit nigga, join my hit list
What's the matter? Check ur bladder I'm the shit nigga
the witness, nigga
Hold court in the
And convict nigga
Old nigga
Man im with the blucka
Money muthafucka
You we won't do our thang..
ain't it sunny in the summer?
And we coming for the
And among us
And you know Imma bust my ass until my crew very
I T.I. hold ya head
And hold ya head
Wish I could but I can't say some other 'cause of the Feds
Until my bloods, red
Man you know how we it
And if it cost to be the boss, oh well I guess I 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 I ain't promised tomorrow
Not they kicking it with me like no mo' garciaparra
Flute rollin' killer plants, like the tool shop of
And we roll them bitches thick, make 'em 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, get my highest honor
Gotta take care of them kids, man I know you heard
And I live on an island, in my backyard
I just tell my pilot to land it in my
Quarter back shot gun, you don't get any yards
Bitch I hard, breakin' all the back boards
boy Floyd step up I will crack yours
And even at the White House we pull up at the doors

Walk like im thirty feet tall
Tiger all these hoes tryna birdy these balls
In the Porche 911 like calls
Man i just be chillin', I'm like Lou Rawls
Young Money in the building, I'm up new walls
Nigga your Mrs. Officer and set some new laws
My is like rubbin' two logs
Young Moula we the new and new draws
Now get off my dick, I fucking witcha
Watch me to the bank, I'm a money pistol
beat the beat up like Sonny Liston
Red bone do me good, then her friend or
I her bitch, she never met her best friend or sister
I leave that pussy Microsoft like Vista
toochie, pop that coochie 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 couldn't wit Holly Grove
Lost some real niggas I knew a long time ago
But Heaven or Hell, I'm hopin' that they be where go
Take a nigga gale and make her come give me a private
long hair, don't care, like a Navajo
I'm the hardest shit go in your ass and
I smash this verse, so I swag and
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