Luyện nghe bài hát Ignant Shit

[Drake
Yeah, I appreciate your patience
It's been a moment I done some public speaking
I nowadays its best to keep quiet
But uh
Sometimes you just let it out
Young Angel and Young
You what it is

Ughh
I'm the of October
I ain't here
I got
Bring me champagne flutes, and some shots over
I think better I'm not sober
I goodie no glaucoma
I'm a stock
flights back home
No over
Still spittin' that shit that they shot Pac
The shit my mother shocked over
Haha
a canvas
I'm the of 7
A migraine, take 2
I'm the one over
I'm the new 11
And if I die
I'ma do it
I never do a
I swear be eyeing me all hard
And lying to their
And drivin' the same
there,
Wishing problems became ours
we have nothing in common
Since I done became
I done became
Swervin' right my peer's lanes
Same dudes that used to holler my engineer's
One
I could the drapes and the sheers change
And me the city
That I fear claim
What I set seems to extinguish
Coolest kid out
to Chuck Inglish
Count my own
See the paper cut
My song is girlfriend's wakin' up ringer

Or alarm or
She be 6 in the morn'
If I let her
But I get attracted to fans
a eager beaver
Could be the of a dam
Always that I could figure
How to get label heads to offer him good figures
And me the shows
Getting nervous
'Cuz them hipsters gone have to get along with hood niggaz
all good
I'm going off like lights the shows' over
Make pasta a movie called hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath
But I'm no "Joker"
I'll slow ya
Got no
Wet glass on your nigga
No
Burn everyday boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
They handed chips to me nigga
No
I'm with a Money Cash Money soldier
My cup runneth
The niggaz I ball with
I fall
On some Southern draw
of the year
0 6, Chris shit
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
cases don't work out
I hope we can on
Makin' enough to pay any Judy off
First I'm a do is
Weezy
Go..

[Lil'
And I'll probation
I don't want that T.I. and Vick
Private
Big
I'm to the bank
To make a big

I don't
I hard
And if the ain't on the stove
I for it
But in the time
You can call me Young Roy, Jones
Fightin' the drugs and gun

Don't leave me
And I'm a cheese
Word to Vince
to Marky Mark
Leave a departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go like its retarded
Red light on it like its
I recordin'
I'm C-4in'
My currency
We are in
A lead aren't
dig in your pocket
And pay
cover your eyes
Your face
Watch the game the side
I'm callin'
No, I didn't say I'm flawless
But I
sure don't tarnish
My pistol got
For garments
I'm so
I can vomit on a
K.Y. no
I'm on it
F. baby
Newborn
You know what they say 'bout when palm itch
I'm gon' get
I'm gon' get
Young in your tummy
And we gon'
And get that paper quick
Like when Bone
That's right
I'm back on my shit
That only Gaye know
No ice, just chrome
And you boyfriend than a foam pit
I fuck the world
With a long
I'm me

I'm me
you niggas sweet the pussy
In I eat
Fireman burn down your street
So fly I'ma take off I leap
Bye.
And you can suck my
Stand on my
butt Yao Ming
Put hand in the oven
If you my things
I'm shufflin' the
'Bout to cut my

But I ain't the
full of bitches like Tila Tequila

I'm the man in the
My swagger screaming
Motherfucker!
Do you hear

Drizzy
What the read?
We make
Boy-Roy &

[Lil' outro]
Wooh!
Moulah baby