Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

Sound like my mic is

I-I am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah, they me Tune, got them bitches tuned in
It's a crazy so I stay in mine
And don't cross the line, nigga's stay in line

welfare, I'm St. Elsewhere
Hotter than a devil, nigga, yeah
Roc-a-bye, baby, homicide,
more tear drops, call me cry baby

What you talkin' 'bout? Tell it to my
Cut your tongue out, mail it to moms
I'm the young god, un-flawed
Bitch I'm in the buildin', you in the front

a bitch, nah, better yet a dumb broad
And I bet I can fuck the world and it come hard
Yeah, you boys is up
And I'm on 'em like two girls and one cup

Baby a.k.a. "Bring The Money Home"
Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya bone
Laugh now, die later,
You's a bitch like zeta phi motherfucker

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea
Pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I wish I met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea

Man, I'm so tired of I sleep a lot now
I let my rush ya like Moscow
Gun at ya eyebrow, pow pow
Man, I ball hard even five fouls

Yeah, we in this bitch like
you in the woods, now get yo' camp on
Choke hold around this 'cause I'm so hands on
I get high as fuck and Polo sheets is I lands on

Back against the wall and my two feet is what I on
Diva in the room, she blowin' me just a band horn
Got her on her knees the same that she be prayin' on
Now she just her girlfriend with a capital, you can join

Yeah, what y'all do? I'm all ears
Smokin' on that head band, that shit the Paul Pearce
I'm just so ahead of my time like dog
Ball like Solange, India Arie, Spears

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your
Pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea

I am spendin' much than
I'm makin' on these and these vacations, is that too much information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not into racin'
With a windshield full of tickets 'cause I live by the station

I am to figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Young Money, tell that magazine stop me
I be with the dread, the tattoo's on his head
And a flag the colour red like a fuckin' low battery,

Nigga the shit I'm wilin' on
I be with your baby momma, you be your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups of Styrofoam
Big cheese, big bread, call that shit a calzone,

I will break your fuckin' collar
Us against the world, pick which fuckin' side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady mileage on
And we about to kill 'em C4, Mr. Carters

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't be ya
We asshole nigga's, call us diarrhea
The keep growin' yep, it's growin' like a Chia

Yeah, I it how I see it
Y'all some pussy ass niggas, we call ya gonorrhea
You keep talkin' shit I'ma see ya
ya senorita and and fuck ya mama mia