Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, shout to all my men
Yeah they me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd dont cross the line
Nigga in line, like welfare, im saint else wear
Hotter then a devil, nigga hell
Rock a by baby, homacide
Thats more drops call me cry baby
what you bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah out mail it to yah momss
im the young god, un-frod
Bitch im in the building you in the front
Lifes a bitch nah betta yet a broad
nd i bet i culd fuck the world nd make it CUM
Yeah, yuh boys is up
nd im shitting on you too girls in 1 cup
Baby A.K.A bring the money homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny
now die later motha Fucker
Yuh a bitch like Zada By Mothaa fucker Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
Wish i neva met yuh i would be yah
Pussy ass i dont want yah gonorrhea PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga idont want yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so tired of ballin I a lot now
I'll let my goons ya (Russia) like Moscow
gun at ya pow pow
man I hard even with 5 fouls
yeah we in b-tch like tampon's
ya in the woods now get ya camp on
choke hold around this cause I'm so hands on
I get high as f-ck and sheets is what I land on
back against the wall my two feet is what I on
diva in the room she me just like a band horn
Got her on her knees the knees that she be prayin' on
now she text her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, y'all wanna do I'm all ears
smoking on that head band that sh-t Paul Pierce
I'm just so of my time like dog years
bald Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these and these vacations
is that too much
I bought a Lamborghini, I'm not even into racing
with a DashBoard of tickets cuz I live right by the station
I aaaaam, tryna out why you so mad at me
yes I'm Young Money tell the magazine stop asking me
I be with the dread with the on his head
and a flag the colour red like a f-cking low (ok)
n-gga the sh-t I'm wylin' on
I be with your momma, you be with your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two made of styrofoam
big cheese big bread call that Low calzone
I break your f-cking collar bone
us against the World pick which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady mileage on
and we about to kill em C4 Mr home.

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