Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

I'm stackin', rappin' but if I so happen was it
I probably would be posted up thugin', sellin' crack are
I had to leave it alone the rats are something
Look like my return be long the streets keep asking for me

Young savage on the mound ova now
I'm in and a town where's the muthafuckin' crown
And now I have no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now
Put my and my mack 10 bitch don't let me down

Collaborate, just wit them that's makin' me sick
Sbroil don't want share, so I'm taking dis shit
I'm a 110 street cat and had my back against tha
No money, no love, just tears, weed, blood, and

I'm like slim, niggas don't feel my pain
A ninty-nine problems and but a ain't one
stories, gangsta music, thank big labels ain't come
Shit'd we just trying see one

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas, up
And I'm getting started

They to see a nigga ballin'
They rather see a coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
Bitch nigga

If the shit funny den I can't grin
And if it don't make money it don't sense
If you really ain't nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause around here stuntin' emp yo clip

My grand so ridickuless, you can me da clips
And I slap all my bitches you can call me a
I'm like the hood candy lady, I got them
I got hoes wit J.Lo and Beyonce hips

2 boys doin' 7 can't wait till da touch
So people up in heaven dat I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not I'm scared
But no they coming I they don't shoot for my head

I'm so
And I'm gon' all and
My game muthafuckin' niggas, brains up
And I'm just getting

They hate to see a ballin'
They see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see
Bitch nigga

18 riding lacks nigga, How you hate
Do it big bad bitch me dat shake back nigga
Y'all ain't got do shit just it to me
Push record for yo boy and lay and kick up yo beat

Turn up da beat a pen paper me one sheet
Put a bar on it disrepute dis heat
I got tha biggest fuckin' bug buzzin' in dis
I you heard a young savage Trill E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was where I'm gone go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da
I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man dats all I fuckin' want
You gone wats mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

Still good, still can get you on da down low
It never in Baton Rouge, I'm da nigga wit da snow
To let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I hope y'all been it
Wat up playa, I'm da new of da city nigga

I'm so
And I'm gon' all and
My game bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm just started

hate to see a nigga ballin'
They see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see
Bitch nigga