Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

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

So misunderstood, but what's the world without
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the girl twisted she open when ya twist her
met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her

Life is a and death is her sister
is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture
You know father time and we all mother nature
It's all in the family, but I am of no

No who's buyin', I'm a celebration
Black and white diamonds, fuck
that shit, my money up, you niggas just huntin' nut
Young Money runnin' shit and you just runner-up's

I feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this shit
La or Young Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I it like I see it and my glasses on
But most y'all don't get the 'less the flash is on
with nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Money

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

You are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a and a predicate
Yeah, a swagg' you would kill for
Money too strong, pockets on

Jumped in a well, now wish me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, call it kiss and

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

I played the side for you niggas that's to front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for this 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 Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she blow right through ya
I be macking my stacking, now I pack like a mover
Shout to for backing out on behalf 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 they mind, I done told these niggas, so many times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on mind, pause

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

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