Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

Ahem, my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money and I am the commissioner
You don't want to start with Weezy, the 'F' is for finisher

So misunderstood, but what's the world enigma?
Two bitches at the time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl 'cause she open when ya twist her
met the bitch, but I'll fuck her like I missed her

Life is a bitch and death is her
Sleep is the cousin, what a family picture
You know father time and we all know mother
all in the family, but I am of no relation

No matter who's buyin', I'm a
Black and diamonds, fuck segregation
Fuck that shit, my money up, you niggas huntin' nut
Money runnin' shit and you niggas just runner-up's

I don't feel I've done enough so I'mma keep on doin' this
La or Young Tunafish

Yeah, I'm back in

I lost my mind, somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named
But ho's gon' be ho's so I couldn't blame

Just talk to moms, her she the sweetest
I the beat up, call it self-defense
Swimmin', I be through this niggas like sequins
think they He-man, pow, pow, the end

Talkin' to myself I am my own consultant
Married to the money, the world, that's adultery
You full of shit, you your mouth and let you ass talk
Young Money eatin', all you do is add salt

Stop playin', bitch, I got game on dead bolt
so sharp, I fuck around and cut my head off
Real all day and tomorrow
But motherfuckers talkin' crazy like they jaw broke

Glass half-empty, half-full, spill ya
Try me and run a wall, outfielder
You know I'mma ball they turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy while they still ripe

Bitch, stop playin', I do it a king do
If these nigga's animals then I'mma a mink suit
them bitches I said put my name on the wall
I the truth, but I guess that's a foreign language to y'all

And I it like I see it and my glasses on
But most don't get the picture 'less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothin', you don't know the of it
Young Money, Cash

chasin', tell that paper, "Look, I'm right behind ya"
Bitch, real G's in silence like lasagna
People say I'm crazy, sort of, kinda
Woman of my dreams? I don't sleep so I can't her

You are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a subject and a
Yeah, with a swagg' you would for
Money too strong, on body-builder

Jumped in a well, now wish me well
Tell 'em kiss my ass, call it and tell

Word to my mama, I'm out of my bean
Don't wanna see what that drama mean, get some
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana
Now all I is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend

I played the for you niggas that's tryin' to front and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you the son of me
for this dumber speech, I blow like Buddha
Disturb me and you'll be all the flo' like Luda

Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I'm bald like
And I keep a ho, she gon' blow right through ya
I be macking my stacking, now I pack like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my

Niggas think high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these out they mind, I done told these fuck niggas, so many times
That I keep bucks steady on my mind, tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause

To feed them on my grind, did I get a little Keep throwing my sign in the middle
Hit 'em up, piece on my side 'cause ain't no peace on my

Bitch, I'm a man, I visit abroad
Tune tells me who I'm shooting the funeral outside
I'm uptown, thoroughbred, a B.X. nigga, ya heard?
Gunna,