Luyện nghe bài hát Ignant Shit

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

Ughh
I'm the of October
I ain't here
I got
Bring me champagne flutes, Rose and shots over
I think better when I'm not
I Smoke goodie no
I'm a holder
flights back home
No stop
spittin' that shit that they shot Pac over
The shit my mother looked shocked
Haha
a canvas
I'm the of 7
A migraine, 2 Excedrin
I'm the one over
I'm the new 11
And if I die
do it reppin'
I do a second
I swear be eyeing me all hard
And lying to their
And drivin' the same
there,
Wishing their became ours
'Cuz we have nothing in
Since I done became
I done became
Swervin' right into my lanes
Same dudes that to holler my engineer's name
One
I could make the drapes and the sheers
And show me the
That I without claim
What I set seems to never
kid out baby
Word to Inglish
Count my own
See the cut fingers
My is your girlfriend's wakin' up ringer

Or alarm or
She be here 6 in the
If I let her
But I get attracted to fans
'Cuz a eager
be the collapse of a dam
Always knew that I figure
How to get these label heads to him good figures
And me the shows
everyone nervous
'Cuz them hipsters gone have to get along with them hood
It's all
I'm going off lights when the shows' over
Make pasta rent a called hoes over
Rest in peace to Heath
But I'm no "Joker"
I'll roast ya
Got no
Wet glass on your table
No
Burn everyday boy
No
G & Tez got a cig
But I'm no
just handed chips to me nigga
No
I'm a Young Money Cash Money soldier
My cup over
The same I ball with
I with
On some Southern shit
Rookie of the
0 6, Chris shit
D.R., CJ & Po
I see
cases don't work out
I we can agree on
Makin' to pay any Judge Judy off
thing I'm a do is
Free
Go..

Wayne]
And I'll probation
I don't want T.I. and Vick vacation
Private
Big
I'm going to the
To make a big

I stunt
I stunt
And if the food ain't on the
I for it
But in the mean
You can call me Roy, Jones Junior
Fightin' the and gun charges

Don't leave me
And I'm a cheese
to Vince Lambardy
Word to Mark
Leave a departed
All that blood like the Red Sea
My gun go like its retarded
Red light on it its recordin'
I ain't
I'm C-4in'
My currency
We are in
A lead they
dig in your pocket
And pay
Better cover eyes
face fallin'
Watch the game the side
I'm callin'
No, I didn't say I'm flawless
But I
Damn 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 your palm itch
I'm gon' get
I'm gon' get
Young Money in tummy
And we gon'
And get that paper quick
Like Bone spit
That's right
I'm back on my grown
That only Gaye know
No ice, just shit
And you boyfriend softer 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 down your entire street
So fly I'ma off when I leap
Bye.
And you can suck my
on my money
Head Yao Ming
Put your hand in the
If you touch my
I'm the cards
to cut my queens

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

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

Drizzy
What the read?
We magic
& Sick-freed

[Lil' outro]
Wooh!
Moulah baby