Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Win

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Daddy]
Ladies and
(Come on throw hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this on right here
(We ain't stop)
Can y'all me out there?
(And we want every one in motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman further adieu
(It's our time)
I'd like to to you, my bitch

[Lil'
Fuck that, bitches deserve to rap
I'm back, and I'm to murder cats
to take my crown, I ain't letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds,
You broke need to throw in the towel
Life's a wheel of and y'all can't buy a vowel
Who me? none of your concern
Like in the urn, more money to burn
Damn my ass is firm, stay from germs
Pussy flawless, get wetted in
If you only knew Aaliyah
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, believe me, my 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 - [Lil'
I guess you know by now number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn where I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got better think again
(Number one)
Cause you win
(You win)

1

Your so called was light like birds' feathers
Even an umbrella, you can't stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and things
still making minimum wage
First on stage, like the ever I
Leave you
And keep the by the rib cage
All you ass holes is rebellious ass holes
Still trying to from the first album ass holes
You's a gangster, it
shoot me, do it
That's than Jerry McGuire
set that ass on fire
That's how you work with wire
Carve my name in face
gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
Y'all chicks ain't blind, I like polyeurotheme
butter cre
That's the of drugs baby like codeine
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the excellent
Your's is satisfactory return to the factory
I practically, the shit is whack for me
bear, finally out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to stop

1 (2x)

[Lil'
the B-I-G-M-A-M-A
Often tipsy, in Percipsy
I've been in this shit Biz hit the, one-two
Nothing to do
Move it in there, ceilings
come to my house, it might hurt your feelings
P Diddy me to the business side
Fired me a few mill and a of oil spills
how we do it, you chicks is no thrill
Doin' it Flinstones style, car with no
Still on tricycles, riding
Our diamonds be so white they like icicles
I'm getting sick and tired of hearing all rough drafts
On the countdown, make me laugh
Got my own company, I'm of the staff
say we twins then I'm the better half
I'm nasty worse Howard Stern
This is adjourned
And now it's your bitch

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