Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

Yea, ice cream hoodie, bathin' ape tennis
No for pictures, no time for interviews
I'm go get the money, or sunny
Try me and I'm comin' out my arm or somethin'
on the table "Pay me or they go"
You can't get the then pay me in Yayo,
me the drama
Don't go run and snitch if ya mama
Then I'll merk you in front of that bitch
I'm a Young Money, Money, Universal soldier
Watch out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda ya, ha
I'm a headache, but they love the
I ask a bitch her name and tell her go the plane

I'm so sure, I more, I'm so more, the Wayne.
I whores, that know whores
That's with some more whores
You owe whores I show whores, I whores
I know it's at the store I go more
I go forth and so
Mami say she so well oh boy uh oh
I leave that pussy so sore right no doze
Bitch get in the current how the dough flows
Niggas call Maybachs

Nigga got the in a choke hold
I won't to the cops to the po-po's
hoes
Shout to my ground, Hollygrove
Fuck them New Orleans niggas, funeral
up town's, where I rolls, yeah
Welcome to the real outdoors and of
That chopper that I tote'll split like a divorce
Then the spiritual force, take 'em way up
say the end is comin', I'm a stay up for it
I'm a chase money, you can wait up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, I'ma boom to the
What more can I say? I feel my face

Deal up, up bring it back come rewind
I'm a dealer dealer I it back all the time
That coke, hard, that crack, oh God
You get you can't give back no charge

Nigga slow leakin' am out no charge
free no prod that's G code ya'll
So, no slow leakin' now he just got a flat
Flatline on his back flat halftime (halftime)
In the crib playin' EA
in the streets till the D.A. See they corpse
Plus the chickies know I stay fresh till my toes
Hit the sneaker store and say two
"Gimme those" (gimme)

Gimme those (those) gimme (those)
Matter fact gimme those three rows
I hit the like gimme that (that)
Gimme that (that) gimme that matter fact gimme that
laid tad paid I'm out
I'm off to the valet, where's my Thank you
I do better who better? You
Abuse cheeder Hugh Hefner

The two up my dick yes uh
I buy a car just I like the smell of new leather
I'm young, I'm fly, I'm black, I'm
I let my nuts sag I my dick (ya dig)

The whores I let my balls sag also
Off they drawers, 'em all in they torso
Uh, she take the dick
I her "put a sock in it, bitch take the dick"
Stroke, stroke see if she can take the
May I see if she can take the brick you on a now

Meanwhile, I'm in the
Doin' my daily
a few things, cook a few O's
Let my bag 'em
'em to my workers let the strip have 'em
Fiends go for the work I'm chefin'
Fiends go to work after the you sell 'em

They know they gotta buy more they hurt they eyes sore
You sellin' that keet rock, sheet rock, dry
don't want that they come back for more
But they come to me they don't come back to your
I be chef the you never have to re-chef
When I chef comprendez rewind, reset, replay,
I be the chef you never have to re-chef
When I comprendez, aye