Luyện nghe bài hát Where U Been?

2 Chainz!

I keep my in check, you buy Nike for yours
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that
my watch on a flight
Yeah, I call airtime
Murk 'em in the of the street
That gon' be his
Yeah, you gon' mine, got a body on my Tec-9
Say you nobody 'till gon' body you, flatline
Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm
Anti-social,
But I cool nigga, ain't I?
You at a star that's spaced out
They try to take my and then take off
I go to with no days off
I own paid off
Shawty pussy hair off
And she did it just for me,
Would you like a spacebar
But I much rather delete

I've been getting money, the fuck you been?
I've been money, where the fuck you been?
I've been getting money, where the fuck you
I've been getting money, where the fuck you
a new crib just to fuck you in
Bought a new crib to fuck you in
Bought a new crib to fuck you in
I've getting to the money, where the fuck you been?

hat (Gucci hat), Gucci belt
If you wrote a
have to sue yourself
Your lying ass, codeine in my glass
I know you had a wild
I ain't fucked you in a with your wild ass
I get high and I fly
I don't know nothing iChat
I work in this they need an app called iTrap
I trap, shining like a lamp
I hit my girlfriend and asked her where her wife at
White cup, hat, laying on a white couch
Got that and a residential white house
Nigga saying "who?" (who) like a owl
You can see me shinin' (shinin') the light out

I've getting money, where the fuck you been?
I've been getting money, where the you been?
I've been getting money, the fuck you been?
been getting money, where the fuck you been?
Bought a new crib to fuck you in
Bought a new crib just to you in
Bought a new crib to fuck you in
I've been getting to the money, where the fuck you

Turn five to a ten to a to fifty to hundred
My niggas get money, I it (BEEP)
Ride through the city my got choppers
My she's so pretty that's my pocahontas
on me I shine like a trophy
Run up a check while watch out for police
my pinky, a brick on my Rollie
The Cali Ferrari I'm feeling like
TRU to the death of me, nigga
Killers on the right and of me, nigga
My destiny to get all this money
I can't share that whole recipe with you,
My told me "get 'em" did it I got 'em
on that couch, drink out of the bottle
That .40 got hollows, bitch she gon' swallow
Get to money, I'm king of Chicago
Bought a new crib to fuck you in
Bought the just to fuck your friends
Giuseppe's 900 with gold boss
Everything 'bout me raw like a dope

I've getting money, where the fuck you been?
I've been getting money, where the you been?
been getting money, where the fuck you been?
I've been getting money, where the you been?
Bought a new just to fuck you in
a new crib just to fuck you in
Bought a new crib just to you in
I've been getting to the money, the fuck you been?