Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Shit

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

I'm so sure, I more, I'm so more, the Wayne.
I know whores, that whores
always with some more whores
You owe I show whores, I grow whores
I know it's at the 'cause I go more
I go and so forth
Mami say she so bored oh boy uh oh
I leave that pussy so sore that's no doze
Bitch get lost in the current how the flows
Niggas call lo-lo's

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

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

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

Gimme those (those) gimme (those)
Matter gimme those whole three rows
I hit the sacks like gimme (that)
Gimme that (that) gimme that matter fact that rack
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 playboy 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 sag I drag my dick (ya dig)

The whores know I let my balls sag
Off they drawers, grow 'em all in they
Uh, she can't the dick
I tell her "put a in it, bitch take the dick"
Stroke, see if she can take the dick
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
Give 'em to my workers let the strip 'em
Fiends go for the work I'm chefin'
Fiends go to after the work you sell 'em

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