Luyện nghe bài hát U.O.E.N.O.

Uh, I'm flying private Cloud 9
Yeah, if you got a problem, I'm
Yeah, I'm yawnin' I'm so tired of
Yeah, Only work to them workaholics
Got guns bigger than you nigga, I don't fuck with new
I blue's your bitch ass hopes somebody give you
I got animal all in my
Take your shoes off at the
Niggas feed these lies, nigga don't food poison my ho
I buy my for the low, like a coupon on at the store
My nigga's like with that good
My nigga's Lou Rawls with that blow
Niggas be sayin' they racked up, don't let that Q-ball leave you
I know you want a pat on the back, but then those goin' see you choke
I saw yo' bitch and she said, she to move on and let go
Boy I get up in that and hit her with moves you don't even know
Nigga's be trippin' over these ho's, I done too far to get close
I've outchea gettin' bread, and I don't need you all in my loaf
If you stick your neck out there, I'll have my all at your throat
Nigga's be at the most
And when I'm ballin' I coach
Shout out to my Mack
his boo on in that Ghost
I'm still coming off the top of the
But it'd be on a tombstone if I

My kids already rich and they even know
These nigga's sayin' playa's, they ain't even scored
My bitch rolling my weed, she don't smoke
Everybody following me, I ain't Moses, nigga
Uh
My cologne in nine countries
I found a way like it was from me
Yeah, my good, my sex better
Bitch, don't text me no letters
I'm ahead of the game, I need a
Most of these ho's got no job
And nigga's goin' buy em' everything
You goin' around, and get the ho robbed
I'm ahead of the game, I 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 rock
Dick than a armadilla'
MLK would be proud of me, cause I do this shit for all my
Her mouth, pussy, or asshole, life is full of hard
If she ain't fuckin', she get the
Let me write this bitch a ticket
Ain't got time for life
All I know is get
I'm like Bonjour
Twisted like French
I got my own shoes,
T, I feel MJ
I'm working that graveyard shift, man nigga's been dead
Uh
I feel asleep in that and I didn't even know
I up and acted like I didn't even know her

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

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

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