Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto

I'm the man, you don't get it do ya?
Type of money acting like they knew ya
Go uptown, New York b****
Some Spanish girls me like I'm Aventura
Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, women ain't much to do
Wrist bling, got a condo up in
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't s***
How you feel? How you feel? How you
five sittin' on twenty-five mil uh
I'm in the and I'm feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma do it for the Bay,
Getting paid well holla wen ever that
My team good, we don't really need a
Tell Tune "light one, pa** it a relay"
YMCMB you n****s YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marl at the cribbo
goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo
We got Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm f***in' with her, I don't need her
Ahhh, how you feel man?
really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin' ice cold, all these wanna chill
I mean maybe she
Then again maybe she
I can guarantee she know the deal
n**** wassap

Now she a photo Ya
You already know
You only live once, that's the motto YOLO
We 'bout it day, every day, every day
Like we sittin' on the bench, n**** we don't really
Every day, every day, what anybody say
Can't see 'em 'cause the in the way
Real wassup?

One, time f*** one
I'm n****s out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the
Almost in her p**** so I swam to her butt
Eastside, we in this b****
Wish a would like a tree in this b****
And if a fall put some weed in that b****
my MO add a B to that s***
I'm f***ed up, torn
I'm door knob
Talk stupid, off with head!
money talks and Mr Ed! Ya
I'm so Money got a drum on the gun
bunny
Funny how honey ain't sweet like
Ain't s*** sweet n****s on the street like
I tongue her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: gun
Oh my God look at her butt

Wassap
Real wassup
Real wassup

Wassap,