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 comin' out my coat arm or
Note on the table "Pay me or go"
You can't get the cash pay me in Yayo,
me the drama
Don't go run and if that's ya mama
Then I'll merk you right in front of that
I'm a Young Money, Cash Money, soldier
Watch out Ms. Syria, I'm kinda ya, ha
I'm a headache, but they love the
I ask a bitch her name and tell her go the plane

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

Nigga got the glock in a hold
I won't fold to the cops to the
hoes
Shout to my stompin' ground,
Fuck with New Orleans niggas, funeral
Uptown up town's, where I rolls,
to the real outdoors and of course
That chopper that I tote'll them like a divorce
the spiritual force, take 'em way up north
They say the end is comin', I'm a up for it
I'm a chase money, you can wait up for it
I'm a kick to the snare, boom to the bass
What more can I I can't feel my face

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

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

those (those) gimme those (those)
Matter fact gimme whole three rows
I hit the sacks like that (that)
that (that) gimme that matter fact gimme that rack
Cash laid tad 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 because I like the smell of new
I'm young, I'm fly, I'm black, I'm
I let my sag I drag my dick (ya dig)

The know I let my balls sag also
Off they drawers, grow 'em all in torso
Uh, she take the dick
I tell her "put a sock in it, bitch the dick"
Stroke, stroke see if she can the dick
May I see if she can take the brick you on a now

Meanwhile, I'm in the
my daily routine
Scan a few things, a few O's
Let my bag 'em
'em to my workers let the strip have 'em
Fiends go beserk for the work I'm
Fiends go to after the work you sell 'em

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