Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm lightin' up a bat for a
I'm stickin' to the script tryna kick it like a
My life is a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Baby
been a killer but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was but the cash money made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass had a thing for old ladies
But as I got I began to like 'em younga
To Heaven's I brung her
My she was under she say
they
Daddy
Daddy
they
Daddy can't do it like you can
I get chips like and I am not a Blue Man
Too ice on my wrist and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she need some new pants
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I would like you all to me a new man
Ha body on top of ma summer like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's purple stuff again?
I can't get of it
Point me in the of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
that purple stuff again
I'm on same color shit
you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get money like a fuckin' Wayans brother
I get chill with gurillas and stay from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' wit' a whole flock tonight
Lord, don't let me get tonight
Or have to shoot it out with the cops tonight I swear
And the jack boys not tonight
Cuz I ain't N'Sync but I pop tonight
Yeah, right if you ain't got that price then go
way,
way,
We can't negotiate
Big money heavy
On my way to gates
Hope it be them open
so appropriate
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I a mothafucka would trip
Like a engine I come from under the hood
But now a nigga gettin' paper like a
ain't hope you wit' it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah that's my
Bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule just like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood to kiss ma curb
'Cause I love that block nigga and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God found me like a in a barrel
And I'm so for war cuz I'm a genius for the battle
on my mind, that's all I think of
Married to the game, never takin' my off
M.O.B. that's my theme song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like dong
Yeah I got my on
Flyer than the
I don't rest I goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




Anyway it goes get dough
And I should see the top the way I'm this pole
A nigga a flu ain't rhymin' this cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a fire in a
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a
these hoes
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
elevate
And get

And never
this to the blue eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green like a chair
Don't I'm straight like arm hair
Don't I'm straight like combed hair
This world fucked my and I was born here
tha cell to the jet call it Con Air
I told my niggas that we see better days

And today is a day