Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying private Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so tired of
Yeah, Only selling to them workaholics
Got guns bigger you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your bitch ass hopes somebody you rhythm
I got animal all in my
Take your shoes off at the
Niggas feed these bitch's lies, don't food poison my ho
I buy my for the low, like a coupon on at the store
My nigga's like Kanye with good
My nigga's Lou Rawls with that blow
Niggas be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then those fools goin' see you
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she tryin' to on and let go
Boy I get up in that and hit her with moves you don't even know
Nigga's be trippin' these ho's, I done came too far to get close
I've been outchea bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick neck out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat
Nigga's be at the most
And when I'm through ballin' I
out to my nigga Mack
Gettin' his boo on in Ghost
I'm still off the top of the dome
But be on a tombstone if I wrote

My already rich and they don't even know
These nigga's sayin' they playa's, they ain't even
My bitch rolling my weed, she don't smoke
Everybody me, I ain't even Moses, nigga
Uh
My illegal in nine countries
I found a way like it was from me
Yeah, my weed good, my sex
Bitch, don't text me no long
I'm ahead of the game, I a blowjob
Most of ho's ain't got no job
And these nigga's goin' buy em'
You fuck around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I a haircut
Used to hug the block, I mean hug
And tell rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums
I woke up this morning, dick rock
harder than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this shit for all my
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, life is full of hard
If she fuckin', she get the boot
Let me write this a parking ticket
Ain't got time for life
All I is get paid
I'm high Bonjour
Twisted like braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man these nigga's dead
Uh
I feel asleep in that pussy and I even know
I up and acted like I didn't even know her

Don't fuck these fuck nigga's, you already know us
I'm looking for that loud pack, weedman bring the

Pass that to the next nigga
Blunt longer a tongue twista
Ho's want scud missile
I'mma ball, like
Lil Tunchi Li, sex pistol
New money, no
I'm hard headed,
Cinco
Uh

up 5?
Rocko fuck me!
Yeah!
Future fuck me!
Yeah!
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man nigga's been dead
5!