Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, shout to all my men
they call me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas cross the line
Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im saint else
then a devil, nigga hell yeah
Rock a by baby, baby
Thats more tear drops call me cry
what you bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah tongue out it to yah momss
im the young god, un-frod
Bitch im in the you in the front yard
Lifes a bitch nah betta yet a dumb
nd i bet i culd the world nd make it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh boys is up
nd im shitting on you like too in 1 cup
Weezy A.K.A bring the money homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny
Laugh now die motha Fucker
Yuh a bitch like Zada By Data fucker Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
Wish i neva met yuh i would be yah
Pussy ass nigga i dont want yah gonorrhea PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga idont yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so of ballin I sleep a lot now
I'll let my rush ya (Russia) like Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I ball hard even 5 fouls
yeah we in this like tampon's
dump ya in the now get ya camp on
choke hold around this sh-t I'm so hands on
I get high as f-ck and Polo is what I land on
against the wall my two feet is what I stand on
diva in the room she blowin me like a band horn
Got her on her knees the knees that she be prayin' on
now she text her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, y'all wanna do I'm all ears
smoking on that head band call that Paul Pierce
I'm just so of my time like dog years
bald like Solange, Arie, Britney Spears

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these cars and vacations
is that too information?
I bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
with a full of tickets cuz I live right by the station
I aaaaam, figure out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Young tell the magazine stop asking me
I be with the dread with the on his head
and a flag the colour red like a f-cking low (ok)
peep the sh-t I'm wylin' on
I be with baby momma, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two made of styrofoam
big cheese big bread that sh-t Low calzone
I break your f-cking collar bone
us the World better pick which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he putting mileage on
and we about to em C4 Mr Carters home.

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