Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Win

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Daddy]
Ladies and
(Come on throw your hands in the air like one time)
One-two, this on right here
(We ain't stop)
Can y'all hear me out
(And we every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman without further
(It's our time)
I'd like to to you, my bitch

[Lil'
that, bitches don't deserve to rap
I'm back, and I'm about to murder
Trying to my crown, I ain't letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the twelve rounds, yeah
You broke hoes to throw in the towel
Life's a wheel of fortune and y'all can't buy a
Who me? That's none of your
ashes in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay away from
flawless, get wetted in worms
If you only knew like
How your man be hawking me and me
he fucking you he see me
Every crack valve or record he I get a piecey
Easy, me, my words is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm
Don't let the QB get a hold of guy
Sex him well, get him high, he fuck around and die

1 - Kim]
I guess you by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think
(Number one)
Cause you win
(You win)

1

Your so called vendetta was light like birds'
Even with an umbrella, you stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and better
Y'all still making minimum
First on stage, like the ever I
you amazed
And keep the by the rib cage
All you jealous ass holes is rebellious ass
Still to recoup from the first album ass holes
You's a gangster, it
shoot me, do it
That's word than McGuire
I'll set ass on fire
That's how you work with barbed
my name in your face
Pour gas-o-line on you and you at the gas station
Y'all chicks blind, I shine like polyeurotheme
Cocoa cre
That's the of drugs baby like codeine
Low esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent
Your's is satisfactory return them to the
I practically, the shit is whack for me
Mama bear, out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to stop

1 (2x)

[Lil'
It's the
tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
I've been in this shit Biz hit the, one-two
Nothing to do
it in there, cathedral ceilings
Don't come to my house, it hurt your feelings
P Diddy me to the business side
Fired me a few and a couple of oil spills
how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
Doin' it Flinstones style, car no wheels
Still on tricycles, riding
Our diamonds be so they look like icicles
I'm getting sick and tired of all these rough drafts
On the countdown, make me laugh
Got my own company, I'm chief of the
They say we twins then I'm the half
I'm nasty worse than Stern
court is adjourned
And now it's your bitch

1 (2x)

[Puff
Can you me?
I just wanna if y'all can feel me
I just wanna if y'all can feel me out there
It's not a game, we're
And this time not going anywhere
one, that's my bitch
Recognize! Ya me?
Yeah, yeah,