Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, vodka a spritzer
Swagger down pat, my shit Patricia
Money militia and I am the commissioner
You don't want to start with Weezy, the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but the world without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her I missed her

Life is a bitch and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, a fuckin' family picture
You know father and we all know mother nature
all in the family, but I am of no relation

No matter buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds, segregation
Fuck that shit, my up, you niggas just huntin' nut
Money runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-up's

I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this
La Tucci or Tunafish

Yeah, I'm goin' in

I lost my mind, it's out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named
But ho's gon' be ho's so I couldn't blame

talk to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the up, call it self-defense
Swimmin', I be seein' through this like sequins
Niggas they He-man, pow, pow, the end

Talkin' to because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, fuck the world, adultery
You of shit, you close your mouth and let you ass talk
Young eatin', all you haters do is add salt

Stop playin', bitch, I got game on dead bolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and
But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy like jaw broke

half-empty, half-full, I'll spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma ball 'til turn off the field lights
The of my labor, I enjoy them while they still ripe

Bitch, stop playin', I do it like a do
If these nigga's then I'mma have a mink suit
Tell them bitches I said put my name on the
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a language to y'all

And I call it I see it and my glasses on
But most y'all get the picture 'less the flash is on
Satisfied nothin', you don't know the half of it
Money, Cash Money

Paper chasin', that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in silence lasagna
People say I'm borderline crazy, of, kinda
Woman of my I don't sleep so I can't find her

You niggas are gelatin, peanuts to an
I got through that sentence like a subject and a
Yeah, with a swagg' you would for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

Jumped in a wishing well, now me well
'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell

Word to my mama, I'm out of my Lima
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne a fiend

I played the side for you niggas tryin' to front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda

Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like
And I keep a killer ho, she gon' blow right ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a
Shout to ratchet for backing out on of my shooter

Niggas think they as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out mind, I done told these fuck niggas, so many times
That I these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause

To them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwing my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my 'cause ain't no peace on my side

Bitch, I'm a man, I urinals abroad
Tune me who I'm shooting when the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya heard?
Gunna,