Luyện nghe bài hát Whatever

I'm in a tail smashin' it
Mase wen't to church, set down, it
Who me? Devil's shit
a tail to cry, just so you could fail to lie
Me, un, suge, Pac go to jail and die for this
school, a and e murder major, huh flavors, uh
Listen to the you heard the players got schemin' targets
Philly hoes boost clothes from out of Marcus

Real hot, while your flashin' out, jean suit
foult, oh yeah, matchin' belt, uh, she so independent
But I slapped her, 'Cause I ain't slapped a ho in a minute
I'm low, low, low in a ROV tinted
Same fo frontin', be the same fo get it
Uh, and we big cats, jig cats, click
Pig nigga, bring the hook in 6

For my with the ice, who don't need no wife
We gettin' head tonight,
To all my honeys that stall, give a a call
Get his and ball, whatever

Cats mess with y'all, 'cause y'all are dummies
Cats fuck with me 'cause I tell, "Let's get
Get it, get a Benz, come through on
Me and Jim jones, stay 2 on 20
Fuck it, the hoods and all my whips they should vary
You cheap still shopping up up in Woodbury
I'm 5th Westwood,
Sarachuf, Paragamo, Galiano

And my girls they be me first
Took 'em out of foot locker and that shirt
And I put that on the death of me first, me, an'll squirt
Best be alert, 'cause yo sexy hurt
Uh, cause one thing I stand is a pussy chick
I a here ma, goof this in your pussy chick
All these sleazes to be my Hillary, Winnie or wheezy
Ladies it easy

To all my in the club, who be dead at the bar
We gettin' in the car, whatever
To all my women whippin' a jeep, getting it
'em lickin' your feet,whatever

Yo, yo, stab 'em, let's stick 'em let's get 'em, get all of his spinach
Grab 'em, and flip 'em, while killa get all of the
in lemon, Ferri at lemon, party in Lennon
Sorry I'm limbin', I'm just y'all; ya tittes
I'll touch 'em, I'll kiss 'em, hug 'em, I'll suck 'em
If I'm with a chick, likely I'm trying to fuck 'em
Not tryin' cuff 'em, tryin' a duck 'em, lyin' I 'em
Have with a pie in they're

Shit, to me, y'all a a dozen
No for buzzin', beat it, go find a husband
Shit, trick on you, buy you a ton of clothes
I'm at the tunnel, they let in 500
I'm at the bar, see shorty is
My up in here, fucked 40 percent
Shit, is sour, armaretta, yo
Ya Whatever, forever, but won't stop my

For all my cats with the ice, who don't no wife
We gettin' head tonight,
To my honey's that stall, give a dummy a
Get his money and ball,

To all my in the club, who be dead at the bar
We gettin' head in the car,
To all my women a jeep
it sweet, have 'em lickin' ya feet, whatever

And I don't care how bad no is
I ain't lickin' nobody's feet,
Killa,whatever