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 tired of
Yeah, Only selling work to them
Got guns than you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your bitch ass hopes somebody give you
I got all in my flo'
Take shoes off at the door
Niggas feed these bitch's lies, nigga don't poison my ho
I buy my drugs for the low, like a coupon on at the
My like Kanye with that good
My nigga's like Lou Rawls with that
Niggas be sayin' they racked up, let that Q-ball leave you broke
I know you want a pat on the back, but then those goin' see you choke
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that and hit her with moves you don't even know
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I came too far to get close
I've outchea 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 at the most
And when I'm through I coach
out to my nigga Mack
Gettin' his boo on in Ghost
I'm still off the top of the dome
But be on a tombstone 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
following me, I ain't even Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne in nine countries
I a way like it was hiding from me
Yeah, my good, my sex better
Bitch, don't text me no letters
I'm ahead of the game, I need a
of these ho's ain't got no job
And these nigga's buy em' everything
You goin' fuck around, and get the ho
I'm ahead of the game, I a haircut
Used to hug the block, I mean hug
And them rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums
I up this morning, dick rock hard
Dick than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this for all my nigga's
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, life is of hard decisions
If she ain't fuckin', she get the
Let me write this bitch a parking
Ain't got for love life
All I is get paid
I'm high like
like French braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I like MJ
I'm working that shift, man these nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel in that pussy and I didn't even know
I woke up and acted like I didn't even her

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

Pass that to the next nigga
Blunt longer than a twista
Ho's want this missile
I'mma ball, Crystal
Lil Li, young sex pistol
New money, no
I'm hard headed,
Cinco
Uh

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