Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying private through 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm I'm so tired of ballin'
Yeah, selling work to them workaholics
Got guns bigger you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's bitch ass hopes somebody give you rhythm
I got animal all in my
Take your shoes off at the
Niggas feed these bitch's lies, nigga don't food my ho
I buy my for the low, like a coupon on at the store
My nigga's like Kanye with that
My nigga's like Lou Rawls with that
Niggas be sayin' they racked up, let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then fools goin' see you choke
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she tryin' to on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you don't know
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I done came too far to get
I've been outchea gettin' bread, and I don't 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 I'm through ballin' I coach
out to my nigga Mack
Gettin' his boo on in Ghost
I'm coming off the top of the dome
But it'd be on a if I wrote

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

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

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

up 5?
Rocko with me!
Yeah!
Future with me!
Yeah!
T, I like MJ
I'm that graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
5!