Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice hoodie, bathin' ape tennis shoes
No for pictures, no time for interviews
I'm go get the money, or sunny
Try me and I'm out my coat arm or somethin'
Note on the table "Pay me or go"
You can't get the then pay me in Yayo,
Save me the
Don't go run and if that's ya mama
Then I'll you right in front of that bitch
I'm a Money, Cash Money, Universal soldier
Watch out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda ya, ha
I'm a headache, but they the pain
I ask a bitch her and tell her go board the plane

I'm so sure, I more, I'm so more, the Wayne.
I know whores, that whores
That's always with more whores
You owe whores I show whores, I grow
I know it's at the store 'cause I go
I go and so forth
Mami say she so bored oh boy uh oh
I leave that so sore that's right no doze
get lost in the current how the dough flows
Niggas Maybachs lo-lo's

Nigga got the glock in a hold
I fold to the cops to the po-po's
hoes
Shout to my stompin' ground,
Fuck with them New niggas, funeral
Uptown up town's, where I rolls,
Welcome to the real and of course
That chopper I tote'll split them like a divorce
Then the force, take 'em way up north
say the end is comin', I'm a stay up for it
I'm a chase that money, you can up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, I'ma boom to the
What more can I say? I feel my face

up, wheel up bring it back come rewind
I'm a dealer dealer I it back all the time
coke, that hard, that crack, oh God
You get you can't give back no charge

Nigga mouth leakin' am out no charge
That's free no prod that's G code
So, no more slow leakin' now he just got a
Flatline on his back flat halftime (halftime)
In the playin' EA Sports
They in the streets the D.A. See they corpse
the chickies know I stay fresh till my tippy toes
Hit the sneaker store and say two
"Gimme those" (gimme)

Gimme those (those) those (those)
fact gimme those whole three rows
I hit the sacks like that (that)
Gimme that (that) gimme that matter fact that rack
Cash laid tad I'm out
I'm off to the valet, where's my Thank you
I do better who You never
Abuse cheeder playboy Hugh

The two up my dick yes uh
I buy a car just because I like the of new leather
I'm young, I'm fly, I'm black, I'm
I let my nuts sag I drag my (ya dig)

The whores I let my balls sag also
Off they drawers, 'em all in they torso
Uh, she can't the dick
I tell her "put a sock in it, bitch the dick"
Stroke, see if she can take the dick
May I see if she can take the brick you on a now

Meanwhile, I'm in the
Doin' my routine
Scan a few things, a few O's
Let my bag 'em
'em to my workers let the strip have 'em
Fiends go for the work I'm chefin'
Fiends go to work after the you sell 'em

They know they gotta buy more head hurt they eyes sore
You sellin' that keet rock, sheet rock, dry
They want that they come back for more
But they come back to me they don't come back to
I be chef the you never have to re-chef
When I chef rewind, reset, replay, action
I be chef the you never have to re-chef
When I comprendez, aye