Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto

I'm the fuckin' man, you get it do ya?
Type of money acting like they knew ya
Go uptown, New York City
Some Spanish love me like I'm Aventura
Uncle Luke I'm out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, fuckin' women ain't to do
bling, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain't shit
How you feel? How you feel? How you
five sittin' on twenty-five mil uhh
I'm in the building and I'm myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I'mma do it for the Bay,
Getting paid well wen ever that stop
My team good, we don't really need a
Tell "light one, pass it like a relay"
you niggas more YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the
Shout out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo
We got Santa Margarita by the
She know even if I'm with her, I don't really need her
Ahhh, That's how you feel
That's how you feel?
the pimpin' ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I maybe she won't
Then maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the
Real wassap

Now she want a Ya
You already though
You only live once, that's the motto nigga
We 'bout it every day, every day, day
Like we sittin' on the bench, we don't really play
day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can't see 'em 'cause the in the way
Real nigga

One, fuck one time
I'm calling niggas out the umpire
Seven, grams in the
Almost drowned in her so I swam to her butt
Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a nigga would a tree in this bitch
And if a leaf fall put weed in that bitch
my MO add a B to that shit
I'm up, torn down
I'm twisted: knob
stupid, off with your head!
Nigga money and Mr Ed! Ya
I'm so Young Money got a on the gun
bunny
Funny how honey ain't sweet like
Ain't shit sweet on the street like hookers
I tongue kiss her other
Skeet skeet skeet: gun
Oh my God Becky look at her

Wassap
Real nigga
Real wassup

Wassap,