Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

Sound like my mic is

I-I am not a human, to all my moon men
Yeah, they call me Tune, got bitches tuned in
It's a crazy world so I stay in
And nigga's don't cross the line, nigga's in line

welfare, I'm St. Elsewhere
Hotter a devil, nigga, hell yeah
Roc-a-bye, baby, homicide,
more tear drops, call me cry baby

What you talkin' 'bout? it to my nine
Cut your out, mail it to your moms
I'm the young god, un-flawed
Bitch I'm in the buildin', you in the front

Life's a bitch, nah, better yet a dumb
And I bet I can fuck the and make it come hard
Yeah, you boys is up
And I'm shittin' on 'em like two and one cup

Weezy Baby a.k.a. "Bring The Home"
Pull out a AK and pop ya in ya funny
Laugh now, die later,
You's a bitch like zeta phi motherfucker

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I don't want gonorrhea

Man, I'm so of ballin' I sleep a lot now
I let my goons rush ya like
Gun at ya eyebrow, pow pow
Man, I ball hard even five fouls

Yeah, we in this bitch tampon's
you in the woods, now get yo' camp on
Choke hold around this shit I'm so hands on
I get as fuck and Polo sheets is what I lands on

Back against the wall and my two feet is what I on
Diva in the room, she blowin' me just a band horn
Got her on her knees the same knees she be prayin' on
Now she text her girlfriend with a capital, you can join

Yeah, what wanna do? I'm all ears
Smokin' on that head band, call shit the Paul Pearce
I'm just so ahead of my time dog years
Ball Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea
Pussy ass nigga, I don't your gonorrhea

Yeah, I it how I see ya
I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya
Pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea
P-p-pussy ass nigga, I want your gonorrhea

I am spendin' more than
I'm makin' on these cars and these vacations, is that too much
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into
With a full of tickets 'cause I live right by the station

I am to figure out why you so mad at me
Yes, I'm with Money, tell that magazine stop askin' me
I be with the dread, the tattoo's on his head
And a flag the colour red a fuckin' low battery, okay

Nigga peep the shit I'm on
I be with your baby momma, you be with your child at
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups made of
Big cheese, big bread, call that shit a calzone,

I will break your collar bone
Us against the world, pick which fuckin' side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he puttin' mileage on
And we about to kill 'em C4, Mr. home

Yeah, it how I see ya
I wish I never met ya, I wanna be ya
We asshole nigga's, call us diarrhea
The keep growin' yep, it's growin' like a Chia

Yeah, I it how I see it
some pussy ass niggas, we should call ya gonorrhea
You keep that shit I'ma see ya
Kill ya and and fuck ya mama mia