Luyện nghe bài hát Retarded

I'm stackin', rappin' but if I so happen was it
I would be posted up thugin', sellin' crack are somethin'
I had to leave it 'cause the rats are something
Look my return won't be long the streets keep asking for me

savage on the mound game ova now
I'm in Houston and a town where's the crown
And now I don't no fuckin' friends, I'm solo now
Put my and my mack 10 bitch don't let me down

Collaborate, fuck wit them that's makin' me sick
bitches don't want share, so I'm taking dis shit
I'm a 110 cat and had my back against tha hope
No money, no love, tears, weed, blood, and hoes

I'm like slim, these don't feel my pain
A problems and but a bitch ain't one
Ghetto stories, gangsta music, thank big labels come
Shit'd we just see which one

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My muthafuckin' bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm getting started

They hate to see a nigga
rather see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
nigga regarded

If the shit ain't funny den I grin
And if it don't make money it make sense
If you ain't 'bout nothing
You better zip your lips 'cause here stuntin' nigga emp yo clip

My so ridickuless, you can call me da clips
And I slap all my bitches you can me a pimp
I'm like the candy lady, I got them chips
I got hoes wit J.Lo faces and Beyonce

2 home boys doin' 7 wait till da touch
So people up in heaven dat I miss so much
Vest up wit my chest and stomach not I'm scared
But no they coming I hope they don't for my head

I'm so
And I'm all hard and
My game muthafuckin' bitch niggas, up
And I'm just getting

hate to see a nigga ballin'
They see a nigga coughin'
But rap money, money, I'mma see money
Bitch nigga

18 riding nigga, How you hate dat?
Do it big bad bitch give me dat shake nigga
Y'all ain't got do shit just it to me
record for yo boy and lay back and kick up yo beat

Turn up da beat a pen give me one sheet
Put a bar code on it disrepute dis
I got tha biggest bug buzzin' in dis streets
I know you heard a young Trill E N T

But you forgot 'bout me thought I was gone where I'm go
I run dis muthafucker, I'm the spice in da
I'm 'bout my fuckin' paper man dats all I fuckin' want
You gone gets mine, oh no, you a dumb hoe

Still good, still can get you rite on da low
It never snow in Rouge, I'm da nigga wit da snow
To let y'all niggas do y'all thang so I hope been gettin' it
Wat up playa, I'm da new mayor of da nigga

I'm so
And I'm gon' all and
My muthafuckin' bitch niggas, brains up
And I'm getting started

They hate to see a ballin'
They rather see a coughin'
But rap money, street money, I'mma see
Bitch regarded