Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfing

No ceilings..
o o ok, i got chrome on this bugatti
Im strong in this
2 v8s aint no thing as driving calm in this bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill the purp
dont f-ck with me cuz right now im higher Captain Kurk
I swear i be the 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 dirt
that cash, get murk
im talkin big sh-t n-gga, my hit list n-gga
whats the matter? check ur bladder im the sh-t n-gga
shoot the witness,
court in the streets
and convict n-gga
oh d-ckless
man im runnin with the
young muthaf-cka
u bet we gon do our
well aint it sunny in the
and we for the comers
and whoever us
and u kno imma bust my ass until my very humongous
I said T.I hold ya
and Mack ya head
wish i could but i cant say 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 i guess i gotta pay
im a New Orleans n-gga, i take no sh-t
take the brain off the whip now it make no sense
stunt hard on these b-tches i aint promise
now women kickin it with me like Garciaparra
Few grow killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?)
and we roll them b-tches thick, make them look like
man im to for these n-ggas, and three much for these hoes
the World is in my hands, and i keep my hands

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

around like im thirty feet tall
Tiger Woods all these tryna birdy these balls
and the Porche 911 like calls
man i just be chillin, im cool like Lou
money in the building, im puttin up new walls
n-gga take Mrs Officer and set some new laws
my flow is rubbin two logs
young mula we the new and new drawers
now get off my , i aint f-cking wit cha
watch me to the bank, im a money pistol
weezy beat the beat up like Sonny
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
tunche, pop that cucci 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 f-ck wit holly grove
lost some real niggas i knew from a long ago
but heaven or hell im that they be where ima go
take a nigga gal and make her come give me a show
still long hair, dont care, a navajo
im the hardest sh-t go in ur ass and
i this verse, and i swag and surf
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