Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't know what to say
I can't, I think of nothin'
I'm
we go (Here we go)

On feet (On your feet)
up (Stand up)
Everybody up (Hands up)
Uh, man, I dunno, man
Everytime I go to think of played out to say
You said it

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I calling names cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my pain all done changed up
All these plains, all these lames, since the came up
Cause they know they hands tied, feet ball and up
N-ggas be quick to call me the new 50
of my relationship with Marshall
Used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out with a young
While I attempt to f-ck the f-cking up
Bitch, splat, only I fear in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like your ear a Kit Kat
Shady like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my can turn your top to baby's Maybach
My is powerful, literally sick, trust me n-gga
It's to kill a thing if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and f-ckin' it gets
N-ggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the
I, only f-ck with mailmen with from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you while you in your postbox
Only incense he when he's thinkin'
that sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the on the cover of the XXL
I'm back from the like Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I it, I did it
If I didn't, I it first-hand like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona
That decoded Da Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of fake a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was like my only
Wait they get a load of me 'cause

got Gucci's on my feet
Diamonds on my
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But already said that

Choppers in the
in the front
Bottles in the
But I don't a f-ck
But y'all said that

Cause sometimes I feel like so hard
For me to come up shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause y'all said it all
I I'm runnin' out of cliches
I'm gettin' writer's
Psyche!

[Verse 2 - da 5'9'']
When I stand up in this booth, n-ggas it
Sittin' on the boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same water split
Poetry in motion, but we on your grave site, overkill
Aren't you Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real dudes move in like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's
You just be another victim
I am like a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, y'all just got
Got n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the of my zipper
I'm a sperate with a purpose, problems?
Not a problem I've
I found elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops like workin' for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, as a hard-top and I saw past it
Since I decided to start diss
All black, all glass, panoramic been gettin' marked absent
I authorize my own
bitch a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's been broadcasted all the globe from the store to Japan
Her need to blocked and reported as spam
Burn! up in this dope and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got screamin' inside of envelopes
And tryna mail 'em to me, tryna reach my phone
I don't know which one is
Tryna not to your bitch or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
Bitches on my
But y'all already said

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I don't a fuck
But y'all said that

Cause sometimes I like it's so hard
For me to come up shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a for words 'cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm gettin' writer's
Psyche!

Man, get the
We need to start bringin' that shit (Mad flava)
Man, f-ck it, I'm 'bout to catch some (We in effect, money!)
Mad props to for keepin' it real
On the strength, no
I'm 'bout to go some hoes, get my mack on

get the gasface!