Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya At

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Hey now, an all-star
But the bitches you be with, they are
But the bitches you be with, they be
Hope you put the kid to sleep, be cock-blockin'
You could really get this meat, get hot sausage
And I'm way too rich to beef, I buy a body
And I kick my feet up and that's not karate
Yeah I really kick my up, let a thot massage 'em

Where ya ass was at when I was with the Hot
Prolly watchin' Baller Blockin', eatin'
ya ass was at? You was in the drought, boy
I was at the fight bringin' out Floyd

Say she love me 'cause I'm back, she outgoin'
I possess a drank, pockets fat like
I told my goons I got it, I just waved 'em off
I told Tunechi I got it and he said, "Of course"
Lose my mind the time I ever take a loss
I work too for takin' off, I'm takin' off
'bout to see a billion, all in arm's reach
Sleep on a hammock in the of two palm trees
My neighbors can't sleep, all they hearin' is them screech
My bitch can't sleep, all she is them car keys
I'm just sipped out and I'm way too to talk, please
I'm sipped out and I'm way too tired, I'm yawning

ya ass was at when I was 15 in a Porsche?
Where ya ass be at we be poppin' all these corks?
Where ya ass be at? Know prolly with them dorks
I'm prolly with some bitches that be pills and snort

in my mouth, no Swarovski
I'm notes with the pistol, oh I'm off-key
And the money, in godspeed
I'm movin' slow, Turtle, Lark Voorhies
the treasure chest, inside was a heartbeat
And had us hustlin' out a RV
We had to stash and steal, balled, Steve
We had to stash and steal, balled, Harvey
And we set a up like eHarmony
And your bitch plain, nigga, and car cheap
And we leave your brain there on your broad's cheek
And we leave some stains there on your offspring
And the purple rain right here in the soft
Yeah the purple rain right here in the soft
And to fight the pain, nigga, a horse train
And we don't complain, nigga, and we blink

And you're dumb as and I swear his ass don't think
I think you run with 12 and I think these hoes quiet
I be so underwhelmed 'cause I swear his style's weak
I'm slow as hell but the money comin' godspeed
I'm movin' slow as but the money comin' godspeed

I just a pussy nigga, "Call your henchman, nigga"
I just stole on a mid-sentence, nigga
Fiend in a haystack for syringes, nigga
Dopeman got 'em flippin' some ninjas, nigga
Got 'em tweakin', got 'em lurkin', got 'em cringin',
That's them symptoms, nigga, I can 'em, nigga
a nigga's head in two, that's split decisions, nigga
Been to Hell and back, came back in mint condition,
Feel like winnin' racks, return to spend a nigga
like Heaven's only lackin' your attendance, nigga
Feel like stuntin', drop them tops but not windows, nigga
Toss out your demo, I even like your intro, nigga
I just Kimbo with this tempo, un momento, nigga
You know my M.O., nigga, spit that A.M.M.O., nigga,

I ask my where ya ass was at
To all my Ceilings fans, I'm back, they the album back, fuck