Luyện nghe bài hát YFS (Young, Fresh & Shameless)

Young, and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
About to buy the centerpiece, Love
Love miscellaneous, instantaneous
I'm busting in her mouth, young macadamia
Young, rich and famous, rich and famous
Young Money but the so fuckin' ancient
Buy wine, drink it, by God,
Can't to thank him, young, fresh and shameless

1]
Black to it, waste no
Uzi, Draco, 9
Back bomb
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Black Mamba, coke
eyes open wide
Rap poison, you why
Hair trigger, no

lose, in overtime, hit Miami for LeBron
Swam through whole Drive
a stick, porcupine
All these bitches be mine
she let me blow her mind
Look at how I make all looking ass niggas roll they eyes

Go retarded on them,
on them, Tunechi
I'm the father with the pants, I'm talking Carter in them blue
Smoking on a doobie, holy water running through me
Polarizer, tryna me
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2]
Young famous, my young niggas go in
My OGs are no different, twins
1-7 amen, my set, amen
Can't forget to them
these hoes, I blame them

Young, and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
Bout to slam your bitch
Lord,
Young, rich and famous, young, and famous
If you hating on me you can tongue the anus

Bigger picture painting, fine art
Don't to hang it, fine wine drank it
Turn a trap house to the house, Amy
Write a card,
Don't forget to him

Don't try to play him, your whole be dead man
We pull up in the AM, toast, waffles,
fiyah blazin', the chopper sound Jamaican
I stay armed a cowboy
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3]
That's her point of blanket, she it naked
I'm under influences, got me
Got me syrup drinkin', popping to painers
Niggas talking about gods, they just Kirk Franklins

And my dreams are so big, like the Earth's shrinking
I up and chase my dreams, catch 'em and contain 'em
Still the best rapper alive, still the steel is
I feel the Yankees, but ----

Young, and shameless, young, fresh and shameless
to body slam your bitch
Love
Love miscellaneous, we fuck
I'm busting nuts in her mouth, young
Young, rich and famous, young rich and
Young Money but the so fuckin' ancient
Buy wine, drink it, by God,
Can't to thank him, young, fresh and shameless

Young, and shameless
(Hold up)
Got me syrup drinkin', popping to painers
talking about they gods, they just Kirk Franklins
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