Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
like I'm lightin' up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the tryna kick it like a punt
My life is like a movie and I do my own
I'm tha Jr. call me Young Baby
Could've a killer but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was little but the money made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass nigga had a thing for old
But as I got older I began to like 'em
To Heaven's I brung her
My wing she was she say
they
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy they can't do it you can
I get chips like and I am not a Blue Man
Too ice on my wrist and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' need some new
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I would like you all to me a new man
Ha body on top of ma summer like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
up my cup again
Where's that stuff again?
I get enough of it
Point me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm it
Wit' that purple again
I'm on some same color
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's bitch
I get money a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch
I get with gurillas and stay away from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a whole flock
Lord, don't let me get stopped
Or I'ma have to shoot it out with the tonight I swear
And tell the jack not tonight
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got price then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big heavy weight
On my way to gates
Hope it be them gates
so appropriate
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I a mothafucka would trip
Like a I come from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' paper a booklet
They ain't you wit' it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back that's my word
Bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby just Erve
Sometimes I go through the hood just to kiss ma curb
'Cause I love that block Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God me like a needle in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a genius for the
Money on my mind, that's all I of
Married to the game, never takin' my off
M.O.B. that's my theme song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells ding dong
Yeah I got my on
than the rest
I don't rest I goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




Anyway it goes get dough
And I should see the top the way I'm climbin' pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't rhymin' cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a in a hole
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a
these hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
elevate
And get

And hate
this to the blue eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green a lawn chair
Don't worry I'm straight arm hair
worry I'm straight like combed hair
This world fucked my pops and I was here
From tha to the jet call it Con Air
I told my niggas that we will see better

And today is a day