Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

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

Young on the mound game ova now
I'm in Houston and a town where's the muthafuckin'
And now I have no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now
Put my trust and my mack 10 don't let me down

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

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

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

They hate to see a ballin'
They rather see a nigga
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 make sense
If you really ain't nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause around here stuntin' emp yo clip

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

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

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

They hate to see a nigga
They see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, see money
nigga regarded

18 riding nigga, How you hate dat?
Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake back
Y'all got do shit just leave it to me
Push record for yo boy and lay back and up yo beat

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

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

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

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

They hate to see a ballin'
rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, see money
Bitch nigga