Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

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

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

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

Pass that weed to the next
Blunt longer a tongue twista
Ho's want this missile
I'mma ball, like
Lil Tunchi Li, sex pistol
New money, no
I'm hard headed,
Cinco
Uh

up 5?
Rocko with me!
Yeah!
fuck with me!
Yeah!
T, I like MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man nigga's been dead
5!