Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying through Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so tired of
Yeah, Only selling work to workaholics
Got guns bigger than you nigga, I don't fuck with new
I blue's bitch ass hopes somebody give you rhythm
I got all in my flo'
Take shoes off at the door
feed these bitch's lies, nigga don't food poison my ho
I buy my drugs for the low, a coupon on at the store
My nigga's like Kanye with that
My nigga's like Lou with that blow
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 to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with you don't even know
be trippin' over these ho's, I done came too far to get close
I've outchea gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my goon's all at your
be lukewarm at the most
And when I'm ballin' I coach
out to my nigga Mack
Gettin' his boo on in Ghost
I'm still coming off the top of the
But it'd be on a if I wrote

My kids rich and they don't even know
These nigga's sayin' they playa's, they ain't scored
My rolling my weed, she don't even smoke
Everybody following me, I ain't even Moses,
Uh
My cologne in nine countries
I found a way like it was hiding me
Yeah, my weed good, my sex
Bitch, don't text me no letters
I'm ahead of the game, I a blowjob
Most of ho's ain't got no job
And nigga's goin' buy em' everything
You fuck around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I need a
Used to hug the block, I bear hug
And them rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums
I woke up this morning, rock hard
harder than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this for all my nigga's
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, is full of hard decisions
If she fuckin', she get the boot
Let me write bitch a parking ticket
got time for love life
All I know is get
I'm like Bonjour
Twisted French braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I like MJ
I'm working graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel asleep in that pussy and I didn't even
I woke up and acted 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 than a twista
Ho's want this scud
I'mma ball, like
Lil Tunchi Li, sex pistol
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 graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
5!