Luyện nghe bài hát Original Silence

I'm so
Mac!
Lil Tunechi in this bitch, them ho's I'm ready
nigga's pissed off, call em' R. Kelly
I'm higher than a bitch, I smoke that Keisha, Frank, and
Man all of broads on my Johnson like Betsey
Got a in my wallet, blacker than that nigga Wesley
Life is a bitch, well my is sexy
First I'm on the jet, and I'm on the jet ski
I make female dogs heel, like Giuseppe's
Man you be poppin' shit, and I be off
I'm full of alcohol, like a cotton
I just pick em' up and Mr. G just em' off
I serve these ho's, Mr.
on my shoes, that's the Lou B's
I'm on my P's and Q's, QP's
I'm chillin, catch a cool breeze
I build a tree house, if grow on trees
Fuck with me wrong, I send your to your momma
Death bed nigga, where the is your pyjamas
Blood all day, period, no
Everybody tyin' to watch, but I'm

Lil Wayne]
Dark ass shades, I can't see haters
Now eat fuckin' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it make my hurt
Bitch I'm on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get
Got a on the gun, that bitch go 'pew'
That go, 'pew'
bitch go, 'pew'
Got a on the gun, that bitch go 'pew'
Got a ass swagger, my bitches do too

2: Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm New Orleans, rest in peace Magnolia Shorty
And I come from Hollygrove, that bitch is wild as a
I go stupid, I go retarded, The is greener in my garden
Swagger meaner the warden
Pow pow pow, I ain't arguing
Leave a nigga' lieakin', if you go see the deacon
Got a silencer on the gun, but them still speakin'
Got a bunch of tweakin, to tell me all of their secrets
And if I get in that pussy, I'm on her like graffiti
You's a dead bread, you're a fed ass nigga
I'm on my vampire, bloody red flag
Fuckin' with Lil Tunechi, get your head smashed
Hit you dead on the money, call that dead cash
And it's, party time, excellent, World
Party time, excellent, World
Tonight I'll prolly fuck another nigga
Party time, excellent, Wayne's