Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying through Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so of ballin'
Yeah, selling work to them workaholics
Got guns bigger you nigga, I don't fuck with new niggas
I blue's your bitch ass hopes somebody give you
I got all in my flo'
Take your shoes off at the
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 that good
My like Lou Rawls with that blow
Niggas be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball you broke
I know you a pat on the back, but then those fools goin' see you choke
I saw yo' and she said, she tryin' to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that pussy and hit her with moves you even know
Nigga's be over these ho's, I done came too far to get close
I've been gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick neck out there, I'll have my goon's all at your throat
Nigga's be lukewarm at the
And when I'm ballin' I coach
Shout out to my nigga
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 already rich and they don't know
These nigga's they playa's, they ain't even scored
My bitch rolling my weed, she even smoke
following me, I ain't even Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne illegal in countries
I found a way like it was hiding me
Yeah, my good, my sex better
Bitch, don't text me no long
I'm of the game, I need a blowjob
of these ho's ain't got no job
And these goin' buy em' everything
You goin' around, and get the ho robbed
I'm of the game, I need a haircut
to hug the block, I mean bear hug
And tell rats the AK go Rat-a-Tat, like snare drums
I woke up this morning, dick hard
harder than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this for all my nigga's
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, is full of hard decisions
If she fuckin', she get the boot
Let me write this a parking ticket
Ain't got time for life
All I is get paid
I'm high like
Twisted like braids
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm that graveyard shift, man these nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel asleep in pussy and I didn't even know
I woke up and acted like I even know her

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

Pass that weed to the next
Blunt longer than a twista
want this scud missile
I'mma ball, like
Lil Li, young sex pistol
New money, no
I'm headed, Ocho
Dedication
Uh

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