Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya At

No

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

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

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

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

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

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

I just told a pussy nigga, "Call henchman, nigga"
I just stole on a nigga mid-sentence,
Fiend searchin' in a for syringes, nigga
Dopeman got 'em flippin' some ninjas, nigga
Got 'em tweakin', got 'em lurkin', got 'em cringin',
That's symptoms, nigga, I can prevent 'em, nigga
Split a nigga's in two, that's split decisions, nigga
to Hell and back, came back in mint condition, nigga
Feel like Heaven winnin' racks, return to spend a
Feel 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 went Kimbo with tempo, un momento, nigga
You know my M.O., nigga, spit A.M.M.O., nigga, blat

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