Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the tryna kick it like a punt
My life is like a and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Young
Could've a killer but Cash Money saved me
Remember I was but the cash money made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
ass nigga had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I began to 'em younga
To Heaven's I brung her
My she was under she say
they
Daddy
they
Daddy
Daddy can't do it like you can
I get like Vegas and I am not a Blue Man
Too much ice on my and now I got a blue hand
And if I "Prostitute" she gon' need some new pants
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I would you all to meet me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma summer like and hustle




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's purple stuff again?
I get enough of it
Point me in the of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
that purple stuff again
I'm on some color shit
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's brothers
I get money like a Wayans brother bitch
I get chill gurillas and stay away from the

And the
And the
And the
10 no cops in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a flock tonight
Lord, let me get stopped tonight
Or I'ma have to shoot it out with the cops tonight I
And the jack boys not tonight
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that price go
way,
way,
We can't negotiate
Big heavy weight
On my way to gates
Hope it be them open
Flow so
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a I come from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga paper like a booklet
They ain't you wit' it
But now I it and now they
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back that's my word
Bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja baby just like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the just to kiss ma curb
'Cause I love block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, G's, Bettles, and Barrows
But God me like a needle in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a genius for the
on my mind, that's all I think of
Married to the game, takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my song
two L's, rockin' bells like ding dong
Yeah I got my on
than the rest
I don't rest I keep
I just I-G-nore 'em




Anyway it I'ma get dough
And I should see the top the way I'm climbin' pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't rhymin' cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a in a hole
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a
Eyein' these
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
elevate
And get

And hate
Dedicate this to the eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my green a lawn chair
Don't worry I'm like arm hair
Don't I'm straight like combed hair
This world fucked my pops and I was born
From tha to the jet call it Con Air
I told my niggas that we will see better

And today is a day