Luyện nghe bài hát Getting Married

This ain't no for love shit
This ain't no Huxtable kisses and hug shit, night we fuck shit
And call the next day, this a thug's wedding day
In love? we make it? Let us pray

In a Limo, my niggas, my father, my
Everybody in tuxes blunted
Hard Bottasmov costumes, this ain't no act,
Factual, the pimp shall scoop no

Yes, I'm sure
I know that she me, I know that she faithful
We spoke on a prenuptial agreement Will and Jada ain't need it
Spoke on eloping but I dreaded the thought

'Cuz she deserves Cinderella's Ball and the whole
But this, you fuckin' wit a slit ya throat quick
Vehicular explosions, smokin'
Dark-minded, chart climbin',

Safer of broke men to rich ones
Throw them phone numbers away this is it, hun
to the Chapel, my niggas laughin'
And it's bafflin' 'cuz just a ago

It's weird, though, I I'd get married
To who? I knew not, of snatchin' Halle up from the dreadlock
Pumpin' Sade, my knot
Finally, I met the perfect bitch, pardon my French, rephrase

who made my heart stop, couldn't wait to blaze that
Tired of hoppin' from honey to
HIV spreadin', bump the same bunnies
The put niggas in they graves

Right they part ways with the street
I want a son to greet mornin'
Daughters and more sons tickle my
Wife smilin', me it's time to eat, I'm gettin' married

Say hello to the man, to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was difficult for me to find a chick I

It was my dream for my to put the ring on the ride
Even Martin Luther King had a fling on the
That's what the negative say
Knew my wedding would be one day but is this day

I know the hoes miss me
Lookin' at old photos, sayin, "Damn, he used to me"
Start chokin' up since I up
Bachelor was crazy, tryin' hard just to sober up

Father, saw me in a daze, nudged me his left arm
Told me how him and moms went to Hall, dressed norm'
Said, she love me Oswald Boateng
Customized in London by who suit up kings

Gov', you got the ring, Jung', you
Maxwell, he gon' sing, Lauryn Hill and the gang
Baltimore, Cacky', Mississippi
Family in, my nigga, L is crazy tipsy

Spilled on the cuff links, ginger ale got it out
Walked in the church, all big to thug it out
My girl walked in glistenin', stones
'Bout to go from my to Mrs. Jones

a union that nobody can touch
I gotta be cool wit' ya crazy aunts and
I love you much 'cuz you put up wit my shit
Court cases, mommas

I make a honest outta you yet
starin' at you, I'm at the alter, standin'
Heart out my chest like a cannon
I'm happy, one of my men

the music says, "Don't do it"
But they joke, some crew shit
They playin, I'm gleeful, I'm
I'm vows that are all true
"Will you take as your wedded wife?" "I do"
Sike, this about music, y'all know who I'm talkin' to
Gettin'

Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to find a I want
Say hello to the man, goodbye to the
It was difficult for me to a chick I want
Say to the man, goodbye to the gigolo
It was for me to find a chick I want
married