Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I know what else to say
I can't, I think of nothin'
I'm

we go
On your
up
Everybody up

Uh, man, I dunno, man
Every time I go to think of something out to say
You already said it,

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 Slaughter's up
'Cause know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up

Niggas be quick to call me the new 50
of my relationship
With Marshall, to make me a little partial

But here's the fuck
We the same 'cause I'm probably to fall out
With a Young
I attempt to fuck the fuckin' Game up

Bitch, splat, only thing I in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like ear against a Kit-Kat
Shady guys the Navy, drive, wavy bye bye
Maybe my glock can turn your top to Maybach

My shit is powerful, literally sick, me, nigga
It's to kill a thing if the bigger I get
The more and fuckin' disfigured it gets
Niggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm the toast

I only fuck with mailmen, with heroin Boca
Niggas that'll you while you staring in your postbox
Only incense he enlightens when thinkin'
While sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen

I'm back,
Notice the flyness on the of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey from the Brothers
How y'all If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car

Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your up
Is a waste of fake like a phony
Nigga, the mistake was like my only
Wait 'til they get a of me 'cause

got Gucci's on my feet, diamonds on my neck
Diamonds on my wrist, bitches on my
But already said that

Choppers in the trunk, models in the
Bottles in the club but I give a fuck
But y'all already that

'Cause sometimes I feel it's so hard
For me to come up with and just say, "Aye"
I'm at a for words 'cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of cliches, I'm gettin' writer's
(Psyche)

When I stand up in this booth, niggas it
Sittin' on the same boat that Noah
Floatin' on the water Moses split
Poetry in but we sittin' on your grave site, overkill

you tired, why are you so loud? Quiet
Real dudes move in silence, a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's

You will be another victim
I am a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie
I'm a little twisted, I roll the end credits in movies
Y'all just got

Got y'all bitches bobbin' to this one when she wit' ya
When she me, she bobbin', not vibin'
to put her mind into the inside of my zipper

I'm a serpent with a purpose, problems
Not a problem I've
I found elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops like they workin' for the
At the round the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds

Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a and I saw past it
Since I decided to start diss
All black, all glass, roof been gettin' marked absent

I my own all-access
bitch a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's broadcasted all across the globe from the store to Japan
Her pussy need to be and reported as spam

Bong, Interscope up in dope and I sell it
My voicemail is full, got bitches screamin' inside of
And they tryin' to mail 'em to me, tryin' to reach my
I know which one is harder
Tryin' to not to take your bitch or to get rid of my own

I've got Gucci's on my feet, diamonds on my
Diamonds on my wrist, bitches on my
But y'all already that

in the trunk, models in the front
Bottles in the club but I give a fuck
But y'all already that

'Cause sometimes I like it's so hard
For me to come up with shit and say, "Aye"
I'm at a loss for words 'cause already said it all
I think I'm out of cliches, I'm gettin' writer's block
(Psyche)

Man, get the
We need to start bringin' that shit
(Mad flavor)
Man, fuck it, I'm 'bout to go catch wreck
(We in effect, money, hahaha)

Mad props to Royce for it real
On the strength, no
I'm 'bout to go some hoes, get my mack on
get the gas face, hahahah