Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice hoodie, bathin' ape tennis shoes
No time for pictures, no time for
I'm go get the money, snowstorm or
Try me and I'm comin' out my coat arm or
Note on the table "Pay me or go"
You can't get the then pay me in Yayo,
me the drama
Don't go run and snitch if ya mama
I'll merk you right in front of that bitch
I'm a Young Money, Cash Money, soldier
out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda fillin' ya, ha
I'm a headache, but they love the
I ask a bitch her name and tell her go board the

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

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 New Orleans niggas, funeral
Uptown up town's, I rolls, yeah
Welcome to the outdoors and of course
That chopper that I tote'll split like a divorce
Then the spiritual force, take 'em way up
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 to the bass
What more can I say? I can't my face

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

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

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

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

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

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

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