Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, to all my moon men
they call me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas dont the line
Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im else wear
Hotter then a devil, nigga hell
Rock a by baby, baby
Thats more tear drops call me cry
what you bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah tongue out it to yah momss
im the god, swagga un-frod
Bitch im in the you in the front yard
Lifes a nah betta yet a dumb broad
nd i bet i culd the world nd make it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh is washed up
nd im on you like too girls in 1 cup
Weezy A.K.A bring the money homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny
Laugh now die later Fucker
Yuh a bitch Zada By Data Mothaa fucker Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
Wish i neva met yuh i wanna be yah
Pussy ass nigga i dont want yah gonorrhea PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga want yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so of ballin I sleep a lot now
let my goons rush ya (Russia) like Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I hard even with 5 fouls
yeah we in this like tampon's
ya in the woods now get ya camp on
choke hold around this sh-t I'm so hands on
I get high as f-ck and sheets is what I land on
back against the wall my two feet is what I on
diva in the room she blowin me like a band horn
Got her on her knees the same knees she be prayin' on
now she just text her girlfriend a capital, "You can join"
yeah, y'all wanna do I'm all ears
smoking on head band call that sh-t Paul Pierce
I'm so ahead of my time like dog years
bald like Solange, Arie, Britney Spears

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these cars and vacations
is that too information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even racing
with a DashBoard full of tickets cuz I right by the station
I aaaaam, figure out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Young Money tell the stop asking me
I be with the dread with the tattoo's on his
and a flag the colour red a f-cking low battery (ok)
n-gga peep the I'm wylin' on
I be with baby momma, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two made of styrofoam
big cheese big call that sh-t Low calzone
I will your f-cking collar bone
us against the World better pick which you on
Wayne got a Bugatti he steady putting mileage on
and we to kill em C4 Mr Carters home.

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