Luyện nghe bài hát Sorry For The Wait

aint nobody wit me
1st degree murder you can get degree mothafucka
and you aint gotta bout me wonder woman
tune ball money tall paul bunyan
reall nigga shit niggas gone hate
pound of tha kusk call that bitch cake
i hit it from tha back and make the about face
and then i gotta split sorry sour grapes
she
dont leave
i that bullshit bob and weave
everybody trippin but i aint trippin
yo ass flater than my new television
im talkin money and tha power
, power and the
this shit is
van gundi
imma run this shit til im tha man runnin
mack that shit then pass that to me
money mothafucka yeah we dat shi
t yeah weezy go like see alice
dont that bitch
i'd fuck hoe
she pop x im o's tic tac toe
and i stink i got alot of shit on my mind
they say numbers lie is that a 6 or a 9?
i stand in of the clock cause im ahead of the time
knock you pussy ass off and send ya to ya mom
i aint wit niggas no sir not me
and they can blind fold my third eye see
yeah i was locked up but like a bird im
and the coup transform no
goodbye where are you wayne?
im inbetween joy and pain
and i reach for the stars got in tha clouds
got high as a and left my love on tha ground
now aint bout a bitch?
it aint bout a bitch
i'll yo bitch and make her everybody bitch
backed up by a bunch of G ass
and i just broughtt yo girlfriend some pads nigga HA
eagle street where the real niggas
imma rep shit till kingdom come
yeah sharp bring tha drink i tha blunts
wit me its blood rain and guts AHH!
fuck forreal tho
sleep tha hammer under tha pillow
get her to tha room bend her like a elbow
soon as im done off like velcrow gone
im stoned
smokin on strong got a huge ass bone
swagg off tha hook you cant use that
stop at tha light and put my back on HaHa
one for tha G's
the got it locked
tha niggas the keys
the on the block
tha on they P's and Q's
put yo bitch ass on tha evenin
jumpin in tha betta read tha rules
high as a bitch yeah me on tha moon
fuck wit me die not late
and im for tha mothafuckin wait
TUNECHI!!