Luyện nghe bài hát Tunechi's Back

Man, fuck these
Tunechi's back, back
That's all these btiches screaming Tunechi's back
All on me
pict' how I'm rollin'
Strapped up that mac
up like a goalie
Mad my on that coke
She 4 on the bed
Now the on me
She selling and pay me

They sayin' back, Tunchi's back
And I bought them twins me nigga, click and clack
go

Out on
on the scale
Put some on ya head
Boy, you on
Yeah I see you in
Pop pop get
Make breakfast cause I got you walking on egg
Zan with that
I a beggin' muthafucka
But please

And I aim this muthafucka at memories
And all my niggas bloods but we you niggas bleed
Yeah, mary
I'm the one with the money so I ain't the one the gun
All I do is give the to the one with the gun
I'm OG, ? splitting the sweet
bitches get money
Mission

Man fuck the I ain't worried bout 'em
niggas pure pussy, pull a pearl out em
Yeah, I got a virgin I call her
But I ain't trippin, her is a monster
Yeah, we do for real
Swear to God I never shoot I'm shooting to kill
Young wild pop you and a pill
Boy instead of writing raps you should be writing will
You a dead man, I get to poppin this
where your head land
I ain't right I to God, I need my head scanned
Stand up and eat that pussy she on a head stand
I'm a dog hoe, cargo's, semi auto's
My bitch sniff more lines a barcode

Wish I could a shot of Ciroc with Pac
Sorry for the wait til my album