Luyện nghe bài hát We Up

I'm around the bullshit a matador
I'm to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy
acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge
That pussy make a weak nigga break
So what you want, the cheese or the
You want the but you want the cheese
A bitch eat
I'm the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm
I'm a nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga coroners come and
You ain't of what I'm made of
You a bum nigga a bum bitch
Your come from Vegas
Counterfeit, fakers
kind of rich nigga bitch look like that

You all when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' the top
Shine's on and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the glock, pull it out a lot
But front, make it pop
Y'all do it how we do
Niggas on the shit we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!

Visualize everything I needed and (uh-huh)
Penalized ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in video get you locked in a bing
Yeah, I a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as brought up
Charity work, parking and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked your father when he gave you a dick
Should have been a in pajamas
I my first million fucking dollars
a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second dollars, bought a chopper and a binocular
I'm scared, this shit don't happen to
I'm on looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I fuck her or on her single
20 thou, she got a of a adlib
I'm in her mouth like I I could have kids, K-Dot

You all know when we off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we down the top
Shine's on and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the glock, pull it out a lot
But front, make it pop
Y'all do it how we do
Niggas on the shit we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!

Good pussy for dinner, bomb for breakfast
VS stones around my neck bitch
It feels like a nigga
Seat back, bumpin', niggas leanin'
Bulls eye, that's what we for
The bread, now a run the game boy
I should've sent the to report what's in the yard
Aloof livin', I came up so
No pain, no gain, it's embedded in the
I'm in it for the grip, motherfuck the

You all know when we off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we down the top
Shine's on and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the glock, pull it out a lot
But front, make it pop
don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't on the we on
new
Spikes on the Vuittons
We up, nigga!