Luyện nghe bài hát Only (Funkmaster Flex Freestyle)

Yo, I never fucked Wayne, I never Drake
All my life, man, sake
If I did I did a menage 'em
And let 'em eat my ass like a
My man full, he ate, I don't duck nobody but tape
Yeah, that was a set up for a punchline on tape
Worried if my butt's fake
'bout John's singing us Drake
These girls are my sons, John and plus eight
When I walk in, sit up straight, I don't a fuck if I was late
Dealing my man on a G5 is my idea of an update
Hut one, hut two, big titties, big too
Fuck with real niggas who don't tell niggas what they up to
Had to show bitches where the top is, ring finger the rock is
hoes couldn't test me even if their name was pop quiz
Bad bitches who I fuck with, mad bitches we don't with
I don't fuck them chickens unless they last name is cutlet
Let it in, like seasonin'
And 'em, tell 'em blow me, Lance Stephenson

your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the of July
Nothing but bad bitches in here
Oh, if you lame and you it be quiet
but real niggas only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent only
niggas only, thick bitches only
I got my niggas here by my side, only

I never Nicki cause she got a man
But when that's over then I'm the in line
And the other day in her
I thought god damn, this is the time
We had just from that video
You LA traffic, how the city slow
She was sitting down on big butt
But I was still staring at the titties
Yeah, low key it may be key
I been peeped you like me you know
Who the fuck you really wanna be with me?
I mean it take much for us to do this shit quietly, I mean
She say I'm obsessed with thick women and I
That's right I like my girls BBW,
Type to wanna suck you dry and then eat lunch with you
So that everyone else in the room is so uncomfortable
Ass on Houston Texas, but the face look just like Huxtable
Oh, yeah, you the man in the city the mayor fuck with you
The NBA players fuck you
The bad ass bitches doing and hair fuck with you
Oh, that's cause I in something, and I stand for it
And Nicki if you ever fuck
Just give me the up so I can plan for it

your bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of
Nothing but bad bitches in here
Oh, if you lame and you know it be
Nothing but real only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches
Boss niggas only, bitches only
I got my niggas here by my side, only

I never fucked Nicki and fucked up
If I did fuck she'd be up
Whoever is hittin' ain't hittin' it
Cause she actin' like she dick in her life
That's story, I'm no story teller
I piss greatness like gold is
All my goons so
I'm Holly Groove, the holy Mecca
Accountant say I got money for
I squirm and I shake, but I'm stuck in my
My from a Bida if she wave
Baby and I fucked her surfboard, surfboard
My eyes are so bright, I take cover for
Don't have my money? I take instead
You got the hickups, you the truth
Then I make you boy, treat me like sirloin
I'm bout runnin' in houses with arm and guns
So about your son and daughter rooms
Got two goons and got smaller guns
Ain't bout your son and daughter rooms
This is just crazy my nigga, I mean my nigga
money talk, I just rephrase it my nigga
Blood gang the B, I'll behave ya
I'm is for reals
If you mouth off, I blow face off
I mean pop-pop-pop, then I off
Now you see me, now you
Like Foxx, acting like Ray Charles
16 in a clip, one in the
17 Ward bully 17 bullets
My story is how I from poor me
To police pour me a and celebrate with me

Raise bottle and cup in the sky
Sparks in the air like the fourth of
Nothing but bad bitches in here
Oh, if you and you know it be quiet
Nothing but real only, bad bitches only
Rich niggas only, independent bitches
Boss niggas only, bitches only
I got my real niggas by my side, only