Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my Patricia
Young militia 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 enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, swimmers
Got the twisted 'cause she open when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll her like I missed her

Life is a bitch and is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' family
You know father time and we all mother nature
all in the family, but I am of no relation

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

I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this
La or Young Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

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

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

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

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

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

Bitch, playin', I do it like a king do
If these nigga's animals then I'mma have a suit
Tell them bitches I said put my name on the
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to

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

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

You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got that sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a you would kill for
Money too strong, pockets on

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

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

I played the for you niggas that's tryin' to front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
Pause for dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
me and you'll be all over the flo' like Luda

Bitch, I like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she blow right through ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my

Niggas think they as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I told these fuck niggas, so many times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind,

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

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