Luyện nghe bài hát Stuntin

[DJ
(Dramatic Nigga)

Uh, alright, here I go

I'm a rapper turn singer and you can that he smoke
But i need my vocal chords all i hit is C notes
N.E.R.D i spaz if I'm prevoke
I'm to change the fucking game, pass the remote.
Money is everything, and every other thing
I'm part of the choir and its the motto that my sing
Cash is the right now, are post game
MoneyOverBitches dot com the domain
It's too soon, album on the way
People ask me if i pray, i say yeah in a blue moon
Oops, i a red moon, i did it again to 'em
Let me leave the for your blood affiliation
I say heavy metaphors, flow so
I could rap around these other like a cobra snake
Frostbite drizzy nigga, nobody is cold as
Keep yo ass inline, be tryin' to roller skate
Fuck all the discrete shit, i get on some shit
I am 21, tell me who do i with
I'm on my shit, you can tell im real cuz i'm gettin hood love
And i aint even talkin shit
Young angel, young lie and im done
I'm jus doin, drinkin' cause im buyin'
It's on me, is on me
And my is still down like shes fucking John B
And when i go dumb, i to do dumb shit
I listen back and now I'm soundin' like a trumpet
This for all the cause i know they gonna bump it
Tell her back it up and dump it, back it, it up and dump it
no pistols here, yo money will disappear
My accountant will his family off my fiscal year
Tax, brackets and back and faxes
My money come in circle, get up on my axis
Maybe I'mma kill 'em only i promised
They think I'm bein' cocky but I'm only honest
I'm swallowin' the goose, got a model loose
And i never party less, i got bottles and a booth
I just walk up on the scene, I'm to take this
I'm just havin' patience cause i want it to make
White cup, pop, Tennessee state shit
Drop a 4 in it and appreciate the

[DJ
(Gangtsa, gangsta, gangsta.
I want y'all to remember,
is the first mixtape you bump,
While you have a president.)

[Lil
Yeah.
Come on, the dro.
I am such a beast, and you can ask hoes.
And might even say you should leave me alone.
Their scared.
Cause it gets me.
Stunting is a habit, I get it my daddy.
like Shaggy, I told that Boombastic.
Im a bastard.
I dont give a about y'all.
I talking marbles, you can pluck my balls.
And yes I am falling, but up I fall.
And if your bitch in heat, she can my dog.
I went from penny pinchin' to planes.
sat on any benches, I got in games.
Starter Carter, harder.
Ten girls, pent house suite, order
Whatever please.
Wine, crackers, and cheese.
They off their clothes and put on my tees.
The supplement Im taking got me feeling
my gun and dont split, call that shit Siamese.
Yes, my watch make the frickin' freeze.
girl bless me, she suck my dick, and I sneeze.
Cheap ass apartment, just the I need.
And Gs is why the chicken crossed the street.
What you about it? My nigga so about it.
If we kill everybody, can go to court about it.
Weezy. I the liars.
Baby, I the fire.
I am Michael, Michael Myers; leave body in the dryer.
Got the on the side of me.
My bad follow me.
Im a bad boy, obviously.
Pop one at ivy league.
I dont a rivalry.
If so, you a cosulty.
Oops, I a casualty.
Oops, I catasrophe.
Oops, I actually, you niggas is just ass to me,
And big, wet, pussy is more like Im rathering.
to the gathering.
to the burying.
Or I you on the wall like an art gallery.
You got salary.
and I got money.
I got money.
I got money.
Bitch.

[DJ
(See, I told y'all it was to be worth the wait, right?)

Wayne]
Dedication three. fuck wit me.