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 I'm so tired of ballin'
Yeah, Only selling to them workaholics
Got guns than you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your ass hopes somebody give you rhythm
I got all in my flo'
Take your shoes off at the
Niggas feed these bitch's lies, don't food poison my ho
I buy my drugs for the low, like a coupon on at the
My nigga's like with that good
My nigga's like Lou Rawls that blow
Niggas be sayin' they up, don't let that Q-ball leave 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 to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you don't know
Nigga's be over these ho's, I done came too far to get close
I've been outchea gettin' bread, and I don't you all in my loaf
If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my all at your throat
Nigga's be at the most
And I'm through ballin' I coach
Shout out to my nigga
Gettin' his boo on in that
I'm still off the top of the dome
But it'd be on a if I wrote

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

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

Pass weed to the next nigga
Blunt longer a tongue twista
Ho's want scud missile
I'mma ball, Crystal
Lil Tunchi Li, young sex
New money, no
I'm hard headed,
Dedication
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!