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, be cock-blockin'
Hope you put the kid to sleep, they be
You could really get this meat, get this hot
And I'm way too to beef, I just buy a body
And I kick my feet up and that's not karate
Yeah I really kick my feet up, let a thot 'em

ya ass was at when I was with the Hot Boys?
Prolly watchin' Baller Blockin', popcorn
ya ass was at? You was in the drought, boy
I was prolly at the fight out Floyd

Say she love me 'cause I'm back, she outgoin'
I a drank, pockets fat like Samoan
I just 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 hard for off, I'm takin' off
Really 'bout to see a billion, all in arm's
on a hammock in the middle of two palm trees
My neighbors can't sleep, all hearin' is them cars screech
My can't sleep, all she hearin' is them car keys
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? Know you're with them dorks
I'm prolly with some bitches be poppin' pills and snort

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

And you're dumb as hell and I swear his ass think
I you run with 12 and I think these hoes quiet link
I be so 'cause I swear his hoe's style's weak
I'm movin' as hell but the money comin' godspeed
I'm movin' slow as hell but the money godspeed

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

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