Luyện nghe bài hát Swag Surfing

No ceilings..
o o ok, i got this on this bugatti
Im in this bugatti
2 v8s aint no such thing as driving calm in bugatti
Im bad
Im
Ill pass the
dont f-ck me cuz right now im higher than Captain Kurk
I i be the sickest n-gga, u can ask the nurse
and if you throw it in the bag, i bet ill her purse
Ok i spazz, i
u last, im
im on ur ass like
behind that cash, get
im big sh-t n-gga, join my hit list n-gga
whats the matter? check ur im the sh-t piss n-gga
the witness, n-gga
hold court in the
and convict this
oh n-gga
man im runnin with the
money muthaf-cka
u bet we gon do our
well aint it sunny in the
and we for the comers
and among us
and u kno bust my ass until my crew very humongous
I said T.I ya head
and Mack ya head
wish i but i cant say some other names cuz of the feds
and to my bloods, red
man u how we plead
and if it to be the boss, oh well i guess i gotta pay
im a New Orleans n-gga, i dont take no
take the brain off the whip now it dont no sense
stunt hard on b-tches i aint promise tomorrow
now women kickin it with me like Nomar
Few grow killer plants, the lil tune shop of horror(?)
and we roll them thick, make them look like Tocara?
man im to much for these n-ggas, and three for these hoes
the is in my hands, and i keep my hands closed

i love my baby mommas, they get my honor
gotta take care of them , man i kno ya heard Obama
and i live on an island, Atlantic in my
i just tell my to land it in my backyard
quarter back shot gun, you dont get any yards
b-tch i hard, breakin all the back boards
boy Floyd step up i will crack yours
and even at the House we pull up at the back doors

walk around like im thirty tall
Tiger Woods all these hoes tryna birdy balls
and the Porche 911 like emergency
man i just be chillin, im like Lou Rawls?
young money in the building, im puttin up new
n-gga take your Mrs Officer and set some new
my flow is rubbin two logs
mula we the new sh-t and new drawers
now get off my d-ck , i aint wit cha
watch me shoot to the bank, im a pistol
weezy beat the beat up like Sonny
red bone do me good her friend, her sister
i mean her bitch, she never met her best friends a
i leave her p-ssy like windows vista
young tunche, pop that cucci for a hoe
bullet in you boys memory, now u act u dont know
east side who i do it for, eagle right by the store
wiped the city out but couldnt f-ck wit holly grove
lost some real niggas i knew from a long ago
but heaven or hell im hopin that they be ima go
a nigga gal and make her come give me a private show
still long hair, care, like a navajo
im the sh-t go in ur ass and search
i smash verse, and i swag and surf
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