Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfing

No ceilings..
o o ok, i got this on this bugatti
Im strong in bugatti
2 v8s aint no such thing as driving in this bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill pass the
dont f-ck with me cuz right now im higher than Kurk
I i be the sickest n-gga, u can ask the nurse
and if you it in the bag, i bet ill snatch her purse
Ok i spazz, i
u last, im
im on ur ass like
that cash, get murk
im talkin big n-gga, join my hit list n-gga
the matter? check ur bladder im the sh-t piss n-gga
shoot the witness,
hold in the streets
and convict this
oh d-ckless
man im runnin the blucka
young money
u bet we gon do our
well aint it in the summer
and we for the comers
and whoever us
and u kno bust my ass until my crew very humongous
I said T.I ya head
and Mack hold ya
wish i could but i say some other names cuz of the feds
and to my bloods, red
man u how we plead
and if it cost to be the boss, oh well i guess i pay
im a New n-gga, i dont take no sh-t
take the brain off the whip now it dont no sense
hard on these b-tches i aint promise tomorrow
now kickin it with me like Nomar Garciaparra
Few grow them killer plants, the lil shop of horror(?)
and we roll them b-tches thick, make them look like
man im to much for these n-ggas, and three much for these
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 heard
and i on an island, Atlantic in my backyard
i just tell my to land it in my backyard
quarter back gun, you dont get any sack yards
i ball hard, breakin all the back boards
pretty boy Floyd step up i crack yours
and even at the White House we up at the back doors

walk around like im thirty tall
Tiger Woods all these tryna birdy these balls
and the 911 like emergency calls
man i just be chillin, im cool Lou Rawls?
money in the building, im puttin up new walls
n-gga take your Mrs Officer and set new laws
my flow is like two logs
mula we the new sh-t and new drawers
now get off my d-ck , i aint wit cha
watch me to the bank, im a money pistol
weezy beat the beat up like 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 microsoft like windows
young tunche, pop that for a goon hoe
bullet in you boys memory, now u act like u know
east side who i do it for, eagle street by the store
katrina wiped the city out but couldnt wit holly grove
lost some real niggas i knew from a long ago
but heaven or hell im hopin that be where ima go
take a nigga gal and make her come me a private show
long hair, dont care, like a navajo
im the hardest sh-t go in ur ass and
i smash verse, and i swag and surf
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