Luyện nghe bài hát Where Ya At

No

Hey now, you're an
But the bitches you be with, they are
But the bitches you be with, they be
you put the kid to sleep, they be cock-blockin'
You could really get this meat, get hot sausage
And I'm way too to beef, I just buy a body
And I really kick my feet up and that's not
Yeah I really kick my feet up, let a massage 'em

Where ya ass was at I was with the Hot Boys?
Prolly watchin' Baller Blockin', popcorn
ya ass was at? You was in the drought, boy
I was prolly at the bringin' out Floyd

Say she love me 'cause I'm laid back, she
I a drank, pockets fat like Samoan
I just told my I got it, I just waved 'em off
I just told I got it and he said, "Of course"
Lose my mind the only time I take a loss
I work too for takin' off, I'm takin' off
Really to see a billion, all in arm's reach
Sleep on a hammock in the middle of two trees
My can't sleep, all they hearin' is them cars screech
My bitch can't sleep, all she is them car keys
I'm just sipped out and I'm way too tired to talk,
I'm sipped out and I'm way too tired, I'm yawning

Where ya ass was at I was 15 in a Porsche?
Where ya ass be at when we be poppin' all corks?
Where ya ass be at? Know you're prolly them dorks
I'm prolly with some bitches that be poppin' pills and

in my mouth, no Swarovski
I'm hittin' notes the pistol, oh I'm off-key
And the money, come in
I'm movin' slow, Lisa Turtle, Lark
From the treasure chest, was a heartbeat
And had us hustlin' out a RV
We had to and steal, balled, Steve Harvey
We had to stash and steal, balled, Steve
And we set a nigga up like
And your bitch plain, nigga, and car cheap
And we leave your brain right there on your cheek
And we leave some stains right on your offspring
And the purple rain right here in the soft
Yeah the purple rain right in the soft drink
And to the pain, nigga, like a horse train
And we complain, nigga, and we don't blink

And you're dumb as hell and I swear his ass don't
I think you run with 12 and I think hoes quiet link
I be so underwhelmed 'cause I his hoe's style's weak
I'm movin' slow as hell but the comin' godspeed
I'm movin' slow as but the money comin' godspeed

I just told a nigga, "Call your henchman, nigga"
I just stole on a mid-sentence, nigga
Fiend searchin' in a for syringes, nigga
Dopeman got 'em flippin' some ninjas, nigga
Got 'em tweakin', got 'em lurkin', got 'em cringin',
That's them symptoms, nigga, I can prevent 'em,
Split a nigga's head in two, that's split decisions,
Been to Hell and back, came in mint condition, nigga
Feel like Heaven winnin' racks, return to spend a
Feel like Heaven's only lackin' attendance, nigga
Feel like stuntin', drop tops but not them windows, nigga
out your demo, I ain't even like your intro, nigga
I just went Kimbo with tempo, un momento, nigga
You my M.O., nigga, spit that A.M.M.O., nigga, blat

I ask my ceilings ya ass was at
To all my Ceilings fans, I'm back, they pushed the album back,