Luyện nghe bài hát 6'7

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

So misunderstood, but what's the world enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, swimmers
Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when ya her
Never met the bitch, but I'll fuck her I missed her

Life is a bitch and is her sister
is the cousin, what a fuckin' family picture
You know father time and we all mother nature
It's all in the family, but I am of no

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

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

Yeah, I'm back in

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

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

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

Stop playin', bitch, I got this game on dead
Mind so sharp, I around and cut my head off
Real nigga all day and
But these motherfuckers talkin' like they jaw broke

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

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

And I call it I see it and my glasses on
But most y'all don't get the 'less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothin', you know the half of it
Money, Cash Money

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

You niggas are gelatin, to an elephant
I got through that sentence a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swagg' you would for
Money too strong, pockets on

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

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

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

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

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

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

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