Luyện nghe bài hát Young Money Hospital

[** feat. Lil
[Gudda
Young Money
I'm so sick, you and your dogs,
You can me Mike Vick,
I'm a get get silly, (silly)
Sick sick it,
Foolish like low and I'm a get get it,
shift kitted,
Maserati got my top let back,
the Kamikazi doors,
Hoes all over me, crazy no of me,
I hop up in the put that d-ck up in her ovaries,
Gudda b-tch you know it's me, I cooked coke,
So when I rap it comes out a quarter key,
disorderly, 44 bulldogs barking start sparking
And rip out arteries,
[Lil
Uhh Umm,
Fresh out the 3
Money a thing muthf-cker it's the only thing,
Ha ha,
don't bother me,
My car so big, my plate says "pardon me",
Yeh, Louie V looks on and my just sang it like a slow song,
Young b-tch,
You with some soldiers, who ra b-tch,
Hollygrove gangsta, mangler,
on the coupe, lips bigger than Tapanga's,
Two middle fingers, you want my anger,
Better the rangers, but you gon need the angels,
Young money gettin out the anus,
And I got the girls saying Lil Wayne us,
Let me this,
I'm like Travis Barker I got stripes, I'm and I'm Famous,
I tell myself you to be shameless,
I pop a and now I feel painless,
And I'm a that if I aim this,
And I talking bout no muthf-cking sidekick,
Like, I f-ck other side b-tch,
Eastside I ride around, you know who you with,
I'm at the hospital,
If you it,
Then I'm at your funeral to see ya body,
P-ssy I'm a hitman,
And when it come to n-gga I'm a a clit man,
Haha shit man, I got your girl on my arm a wrist band,
And I do my clique can,
They can on me like a kick stand,
I'm a us to the top,
And it's not a rumour, it's the rock.