Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
like I'm lightin' up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the tryna kick it like a punt
My is like a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Baby
Could've been a but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was but the cash money made me
Big dog bitch no no lady
Young ass had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I to like 'em younga
To Heaven's where I her
My she was under she say
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy they can't do it 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 "Prostitute" she gon' need some new pants
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she gon' a new man
Hello world I would you all to meet me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
up my cup again
Where's purple stuff again?
I can't get of it
Point me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm it
Wit' that purple again
I'm on some same color
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's bitch
I get like a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch
I get chill gurillas and stay away from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no cops in
And I'm comin' back a whole flock tonight
Lord, don't let me get tonight
Or I'ma have to shoot it out the cops tonight I swear
And tell the jack not tonight
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big money weight
On my way to Heaven's
it be them open gates
Flow so
associate me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I wish a mothafucka trip
Like a engine I come under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' paper like a
They hope you wit' it
But now I it and now they
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah my word
Bling bling in the dictionary, yeah my word
And for me Ja Rule baby just Erve
I still go through the hood just 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 needle in a
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, takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like dong
I got my wings on
Flyer the rest
I don't rest I keep
I just I-G-nore 'em




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

And hate
Dedicate this to the blue and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green a lawn chair
Don't I'm straight like arm hair
Don't worry I'm straight like combed
This world fucked my pops and I was here
From tha cell to the jet it Con Air
I told my that we will see better days

And today is a day