Luyện nghe bài hát Right Above It

And she keep tellin' me; you know you the
Ladies throw hands up, that's if you the shit
Walk up in the club and knew I was the shit
Shittin' on that's up in this bitch
You know you the
You know you the
You know you the
You know you the
I I'm the shit

Pledge to the shit, hands where ya hearts are
Matter fact, salute the shit, where ya parts are
Still make a fuckin' movie, girls know what parts are
I get brain in the whip, who needs a car?
Call me when it's real beef, fuck alla this
Niggas don't key, 'cept for when they start cars
They just out they ass, those are fart bars
I bring the wherever you pop tarts are
with funeral, getcha ass burried
You should shut you ass up, raspberry
got that Rolls Royce
So black man,
Got bitches a ghost; Ms. Pacman
I know y'all
I trace all
I Audemars to match my baseball caps
and navy joint
Let's the Yankees
I'm big deposits
You gettin' fees
You lil nigga just remember you ain't me
ya award speech and don't forget to thank me

What an I to do
try to be me on wax
These fuckin' Tussauds

And you I'm the shit
And you know it don't matter think about, bitch
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody me
Ladies questions like; "Trigga one night, please"

Ain't nobody getting' married, but I am the man
I will be the
I except nuttin' less than
I had of 'em
And that's in a section
They all swallow and gobble; call it
Women dance on my call it dickonics
The shit read lips it's hooked on phonic
brag at ya shawty; you know I probably had her
I'ma born
Porn she's a ghetto gagger
Rockin' platinum, I got the plaque
I drop 30 grand up at Sacs
I made it out,
You know how the be
I got the sewed up like some good weed
You got it all up like a lace front
I got the girls gettin' low a bass drum
I got rich shit
You on a bitch
ya purse, nigga
Get ya
I'm suck a
They call me
One question ... the fuck you starin' at?
I'm the shit, boy
You can ask ya home
I'm gon' yours ... that's until I get my own girl

And you know I'm the
And you know it don't matter whatchu think about,
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody me
Ladies askin' like; "Trigga one night, please"

I 'em a believer, now my head big; Gina
Like 'em they ass big; Trina
Beat it up in private, and like it
So I'm Ikein', call 'em
Me, her and her
dykin'; have you seen 'em?
I I'm doper then these mu'fuckas realize
Hit the club; all
Like seal
I am hell on
I'm tryna in heaven
fly wit me; MJ 2K11
Look in the mirror and clearer than it has been
I talk to the homie like he my glass twin
I say "don't let the get of me
They want them of me, but I'm so much better
Aye, you how it better be
I'ma past niggas; cruise to a better sea
Same light, night, but I'm in a better B
Plus my hoe hotter Huxtable sweater be
And she talk dirty like a away berretta be

Now come and wit 'im
And if you don't really, I don't a fuck, nigga
I'm on
So me if you can
And if you ain't know, I don't really give a
out to the girls in the club shakin' asses
Shout out to the
And with the furniture with
Now we carry wads of the cash in the
I got this whole mastered

And you know I'm the
And you know it don't matter think about, bitch
'Cause ain't nobody, ain't nobody, ain't like me
Ladies askin' questions "Trigga one night, please"
Ain't nobody, nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ain't nobody, nobody, ain't nobody like me
nobody, ain't nobody, ain't nobody like me
Ladies askin' questions "Trigga one night, please"