Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm private through Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm I'm so tired of ballin'
Yeah, Only selling to them workaholics
Got guns than you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your bitch ass somebody give you rhythm
I got all in my flo'
Take your off at the door
Niggas feed these lies, nigga don't food poison my ho
I buy my drugs for the low, a coupon on at the store
My nigga's like Kanye with that
My nigga's like Lou Rawls with that
be sayin' they racked up, don't 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 pussy and hit her with you don't even know
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I done too far to get close
I've been outchea gettin' bread, and I need you all in my loaf
If you stick your out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat
Nigga's be lukewarm at the
And when I'm through I coach
Shout out to my Mack
his boo on in that Ghost
I'm still off the top of the dome
But be on a tombstone if I wrote

My kids rich and they don't even know
nigga's sayin' they playa's, they ain't even scored
My bitch rolling my weed, she don't even
Everybody me, I ain't even Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne in nine countries
I a way like it was hiding from me
Yeah, my weed good, my sex
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 nigga's goin' buy em' everything
You fuck around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I need a
Used to hug the block, I mean hug
And tell them the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums
I up this morning, dick rock hard
Dick harder a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do shit for all my nigga's
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, is full of hard decisions
If she ain't fuckin', she get the
Let me this bitch a parking ticket
got time for love life
All I know is get
I'm high Bonjour
Twisted like braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man these nigga's been
Uh
I feel asleep in that pussy and I even know
I up and acted like I didn't even know her

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

Pass that weed to the nigga
Blunt longer than a twista
Ho's this scud missile
ball, like Crystal
Lil Tunchi Li, sex pistol
New money, no
I'm hard headed,
Dedication
Uh

up 5?
Rocko with me!
Yeah!
Future with me!
Yeah!
T, I feel MJ
I'm that graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
5!