Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm lightin' up a bat for a
I'm stickin' to the tryna kick it like a punt
My life is like a movie and I do my own
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Young
Could've a killer but Cash Money saved me
I was little but the cash money made me
Big dog bitch no tramp no
ass nigga had a thing for old ladies
But as I got I began to like 'em younga
To where I brung her
My she was under she say
Daddy
they
Daddy
they
Daddy they can't do it you can
I get chips Vegas and I am not a Blue Man
Too much ice on my wrist and now I got a hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' need some new
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she gon' a new man
Hello I would like you all to meet me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma summer like and hustle




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's that stuff again?
I can't get of it
Point me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm it
Wit' purple stuff again
I'm on some same color
After you do Wayne time to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get money like a Wayans brother bitch
I get chill with gurillas and stay from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a whole flock
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma to shoot it out with the cops tonight I swear
And tell the jack boys not
Cuz I ain't N'Sync but I will pop
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got price then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big heavy weight
On my way to Heaven's
Hope it be them gates
Flow so
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a engine I from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' like a booklet
They ain't you wit' it
But now I it and now they
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah that's my
bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule just like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the just to kiss ma curb
I love that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, G's, Bettles, and Barrows
But God found me like a in a barrel
And I'm so for war cuz I'm a genius for the battle
on my mind, that's all I think of
Married to the game, never my ring off
M.O.B. yeah my theme song
two L's, rockin' bells like ding dong
Yeah I got my on
than the rest
I rest I keep goin'
I just I-G-nore 'em




Anyway it I'ma get dough
And I see the top the way I'm climbin' this pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't rhymin' cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a fire in a
out my shower like a lion in a robe
Eyein' hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
elevate
And get

And never
Dedicate this to the eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my like a lawn chair
Don't worry I'm like arm hair
Don't worry I'm straight combed hair
world fucked my pops and I was born here
From tha cell to the jet it Con Air
I told my niggas we will see better days

And is a better day