Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfing

No ceilings..
o o ok, i got this chrome on this
Im strong in bugatti
2 v8s aint no such thing as driving calm in bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill pass the
dont f-ck with me cuz right now im higher than Kurk
I swear i be the n-gga, u can ask the nurse
and if you throw it in the bag, i bet ill her purse
Ok i spazz, i
u last, im
im on ur ass like
behind cash, get murk
im talkin big n-gga, join my hit list n-gga
whats the matter? check ur bladder im the piss n-gga
the witness, n-gga
hold court in the
and convict this
oh d-ckless
man im runnin the blucka
money muthaf-cka
u bet we gon do our
well it sunny in the summer
and we coming for the
and whoever us
and u kno imma bust my ass my crew very humongous
I said T.I ya head
and Mack hold ya
wish i could but i cant say some other names cuz of the
and to my bloods, red
man u how we plead
and if it to be the boss, oh well i guess i gotta pay
im a New n-gga, i dont take no sh-t
take the off the whip now it dont make no sense
stunt hard on these b-tches i aint tomorrow
now kickin it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
Few them killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?)
and we roll them b-tches thick, make them like Tocara?
man im to much for these n-ggas, and three for these hoes
the World is in my hands, and i my hands closed

i love my baby mommas, they get my honor
gotta take care of them kids , man i kno ya Obama
and i on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
i just tell my pilot to it in my backyard
quarter back shot gun, you dont get any sack
b-tch i ball hard, breakin all the boards
pretty boy Floyd step up i crack yours
and at the White House we pull up at the back doors

walk around im thirty feet tall
Woods all these hoes tryna birdy these balls
and the 911 like emergency calls
man i just be chillin, im like Lou Rawls?
young in the building, im puttin up new walls
n-gga take your Mrs Officer and set new laws
my flow is like two logs
young mula we the new and new drawers
now get off my d-ck , i f-cking wit cha
watch me to the bank, im a money pistol
weezy the beat up like Sonny Liston
red bone do me then her friend, her sister
i her bitch, she never met her best friends a sister
i leave her p-ssy like windows vista
young tunche, pop that cucci for a hoe
bullet in you boys memory, now u act u dont know
east who i do it for, eagle street right by the store
katrina the city out but couldnt f-ck wit holly grove
lost some niggas i knew from a long time ago
but heaven or hell im hopin that they be ima go
take a nigga gal and make her come give me a show
still hair, dont care, like a navajo
im the hardest go in ur ass and search
i smash this verse, and i and surf
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