Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, excuse my charisma, with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my shit
Young militia and I am the commissioner
You want to start with Weezy, 'cause the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the world without
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized
Got the twisted 'cause she open when ya twist her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I her

is a bitch and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a fuckin' picture
You know father time and we all know nature
It's all in the family, but I am of no

No matter who's buyin', I'm a
and white diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you just huntin' nut
Young Money runnin' and you niggas just runner-up's

I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this
La Tucci or Tunafish

Yeah, I'm goin' in

I lost my mind, it's somewhere out stranded
I think you under me if you don't understand me
Had my broken by this woman named Tammy
But ho's gon' be ho's so I blame Tammy

Just talk to moms, told her she the
I the beat up, call it self-defense
Swimmin', I be through this niggas like sequins
Niggas think He-man, pow, pow, the end

to myself because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, the world, that's adultery
You full of shit, you close mouth and let you ass talk
Young Money eatin', all you do is add salt

playin', bitch, I got this game on dead bolt
Mind so sharp, I fuck and cut my head off
nigga all day and tomorrow
But these motherfuckers talkin' crazy they jaw broke

Glass half-empty, half-full, I'll ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma ball 'til turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy them while they still

Bitch, stop playin', I do it a king do
If these nigga's animals I'mma have a mink suit
Tell them bitches I put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that's a language to y'all

And I call it like I see it and my on
But y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
with nothin', you don't know the half of it
Young Money, Money

chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's move in like lasagna
People say I'm borderline crazy, sort of,
Woman of my dreams? I don't sleep so I can't her

You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a subject and a
Yeah, with a swagg' you kill for
too strong, pockets on body-builder

Jumped in a wishing well, now me well
Tell 'em my ass, call it kiss and tell

Word to my mama, I'm out of my Lima
wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a

I the side for you niggas that's tryin' to front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
for this dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
Disturb me and you'll be all over the flo' Luda

Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she blow right through ya
I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backing out on of my shooter

Niggas they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these niggas out they mind, I done told these fuck niggas, so times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind, these, I fuck these on your mind, pause

To feed them on my grind, did I get a little love? Keep throwing my in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my 'cause ain't no peace on my side

Bitch, I'm a man, I urinals abroad
Tune tells me who I'm shooting the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya heard?
Gunna,