Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto

I'm the fuckin' man, you get it do ya?
Type of money everybody acting they knew ya
Go uptown, New City bitch
Some Spanish love me like I'm Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I'm out in too
hard, fuckin' women ain't much to do
Wrist bling, got a up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't changed
How you feel? How you feel? How you
Twenty five sittin' on mil uhh
I'm in the building and I'm myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla wen that stop
My team good, we don't really a mascot
Tell "light one, pass it like a relay"
YMCMB you niggas YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marl at the cribbo
Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, to Gibbo
We got Santa by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin' her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, That's how you man?
really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin' ice cold, all these bitches wanna
I mean she won't
Then again she will
I can almost she know the deal
Real nigga

Now she a photo Ya
You already though
You only live once, that's the nigga YOLO
We 'bout it every day, day, every day
we sittin' on the bench, nigga we don't really play
Every day, day, fuck what anybody say
see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real wassup?

One, time fuck one
I'm niggas out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the
drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
It's Eastside, we in bitch
Wish a nigga would like a tree in this
And if a leaf fall put some weed in that
That's my MO add a B to shit
I'm fucked up, down
I'm door knob
Talk stupid, off with head!
Nigga talks and Mr Ed! Ya
I'm so Young Money got a on the gun
bunny
Funny how honey ain't sweet like
Ain't shit sweet niggas on the like hookers
I tongue her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: gun
Oh my God Becky at her butt

Wassap
Real wassup
nigga wassup

Wassap,