Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying private Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so of ballin'
Yeah, Only selling work to workaholics
Got guns bigger than you nigga, I fuck with new niggas
I blue's your bitch ass hopes somebody you rhythm
I got animal all in my
Take your off at the door
Niggas feed these bitch's lies, don't food poison my ho
I buy my drugs for the low, like a on at the store
My nigga's like Kanye that good
My like Lou Rawls with that blow
Niggas be sayin' racked up, don't let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then those fools goin' see you
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she tryin' to on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her moves you don't even know
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I done too far to get close
I've been gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my goon's all at your
Nigga's be lukewarm at the
And I'm through ballin' I coach
Shout out to my nigga
Gettin' his boo on in that
I'm still coming off the top of the
But it'd be on a if I wrote

My kids already and they don't even know
These sayin' they playa's, they ain't even scored
My bitch my weed, she don't even smoke
Everybody following me, I ain't Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne illegal in countries
I a way like it was hiding from me
Yeah, my good, my sex better
Bitch, text me no long letters
I'm ahead of the game, I need a
of these ho's ain't got no job
And nigga's goin' buy em' everything
You goin' around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I a haircut
to hug the block, I mean bear hug
And tell rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums
I woke up morning, dick rock hard
Dick harder a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this shit for all my
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, is full of hard decisions
If she fuckin', she get the boot
Let me write this bitch a ticket
Ain't got time for life
All I is get paid
I'm high Bonjour
Twisted French braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm working graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel in that pussy and I didn't even know
I woke up and acted I didn't even know her

Don't fuck with these nigga's, you already know us
I'm looking for that pack, weedman bring the noise

Pass weed to the next nigga
longer than a tongue twista
Ho's want scud missile
ball, like Crystal
Lil Tunchi Li, young sex
New money, no
I'm headed, Ocho
Cinco
Uh

up 5?
Rocko fuck me!
Yeah!
Future fuck me!
Yeah!
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that shift, man these nigga's been dead
5!