Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

I'm stackin', but if I just so happen was it
I probably would be up thugin', sellin' crack are somethin'
I had to leave it 'cause the rats are something
like my return won't be long the streets keep asking for me

Young on the mound game ova now
I'm in and a town where's the muthafuckin' crown
And now I have no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 bitch let me down

Collaborate, just fuck wit them that's makin' me
Sbroil bitches don't want share, so I'm dis shit
I'm a 110 cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love, just tears, weed, blood, and

I'm slim, these niggas don't feel my pain
A ninty-nine problems and but a bitch one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels come
we just trying see which one

I'm so
And I'm gon' all and
My game muthafuckin' niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting

hate to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
nigga regarded

If the ain't funny den I can't grin
And if it don't make money it don't sense
If you really 'bout nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause around stuntin' nigga emp yo clip

My so ridickuless, you can call me da clips
And I all my bitches you can call me a pimp
I'm like the hood candy lady, I got them
I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and hips

2 boys doin' 7 can't wait till da touch
So many people up in dat I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not 'cause I'm
But no they coming I they don't shoot for my head

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas, up
And I'm getting started

They to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see
nigga regarded

18 riding lacks nigga, How you hate
Do it big bad give me dat shake back nigga
ain't got do shit just leave it to me
Push record for yo boy and lay and kick up yo beat

Turn up da beat a pen give me one sheet
Put a bar code on it dis heat
I got tha fuckin' bug buzzin' in dis streets
I know you heard a young savage E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was gone where I'm go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da
I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man dats all I want more
You gone gets mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

Still good, still can get you on da down low
It never snow in Baton Rouge, I'm da wit da snow
To let niggas do y'all thang so I hope y'all been gettin' it
Wat up playa, I'm da new mayor of da city

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' niggas, brains up
And I'm just started

They hate to see a nigga
They rather see a coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
nigga regarded