Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't what else to say
I can't, I think of nothin'
I'm
we go (Here we go)

On your (On your feet)
up (Stand up)
Everybody up (Hands up)
Uh, man, I dunno, man
Everytime I go to of something played out to say
You said it

[Verse 1 - da 5'9]
I ain't names cause all of y'all the same, plus
I'm the king, all my pain all done changed up
All plains, all these lames, since the Slaughter's came up
Cause they know they tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
of my relationship with Marshall
Used to me a little partial, but here's the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably about to fall out with a young
While I attempt to the f-cking game up
Bitch, splat, only thing I in here is chit-chat
You are hearing bars your ear against a Kit Kat
Shady guys like the Navy, drive, bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, sick, trust me n-gga
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and disfigured it gets
N-ggas me to go pop, oh, stop
Y'all about the champagne, I'm about the
I, only f-ck with mailmen with heroin Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you while you in your postbox
Only incense he when he's thinkin'
While sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the flyness on the of the XXL
I'm back from the dead Tobey Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it like a car dealer
Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona
That Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
Is a waste of like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was like my only
Wait 'til they get a of me 'cause

I've got on my feet
on my neck
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all already said

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I give a f-ck
But already said that

Cause sometimes I feel like it's so
For me to come up shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for 'cause y'all already said it all
I think I'm out of cliches
I'm gettin' writer's
Psyche!

[Verse 2 - da 5'9'']
When I stand up in booth, n-ggas notice it
Sittin' on the same boat that built
Floatin' on the same Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on your grave site,
Aren't you Why are you so loud? Quiet!
Real move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You is too excited
You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's
You will be another victim
I am like a nickel of rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I like the end credits in movies, y'all just got scripted
Got n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she witcha
When she wit' me, she bobbin', not
Tryna put her mind into the inside of my
I'm a sperate with a purpose, problems?
Not a I've encountered
I have found elephants, lions,
Will jump through hoops they workin' for the circus
At the fire round the circle's right in front of them, fire
Pun intended, gun extended, what are you askin'?
Car's Aston, as a hard-top and I saw past it
Since I decided to start diss
All black, all glass, panoramic roof been marked absent
I authorize my own
Your bitch a whore, I'm a catch, she
Her jaw's been broadcasted all across the globe the store to Japan
Her p-ssy need to blocked and reported as
Burn! Interscope up in this dope and I it
My voicemail is full, got screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, reach my phone
I don't know which one is
Tryna not to take your or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
on my neck
Diamonds on my
Bitches on my
But already said that

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I give a fuck
But y'all said that

Cause I feel like it's so hard
For me to come up with to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause already said it all
I think I'm out of cliches
I'm gettin' writer's
Psyche!

Man, get the
We need to bringin' that shit back (Mad flava)
Man, f-ck it, I'm 'bout to catch wreck (We in effect, money!)
Mad props to Royce for it real
On the strength, no
I'm 'bout to go pull hoes, get my mack on

get the gasface!