Luyện nghe bài hát Writer's Block

Yeah,
I don't what else to say
I can't, I can't think of
I'm
we go (Here we go)

On feet (On your feet)
up (Stand up)
Everybody up (Hands up)
Uh, man, I dunno, man
Everytime I go to of something played out to say
You already it

1 - Royce da 5'9]
I ain't calling names cause all of the same, plus
I'm the king, all my past all done changed up
All these plains, all these lames, since the came up
they know they hands tied, feet ball and chained up
N-ggas be quick to me the new 50 Cent
Because of my with Marshall
to make me a little partial, but here's the brain f-ck
We the cuz
I'm probably to fall out with a young buck
While I attempt to f-ck the f-cking up
Bitch, splat, only thing I fear in is chit-chat
You are hearing bars like ear against a Kit Kat
guys like the Navy, drive, wavy bye-bye
Maybe my Glock can turn top to baby's Maybach
My shit is powerful, literally sick, trust me
It's ugly to a thing if the bigger I get
The more disgusting and f-ckin' it gets
N-ggas expect me to go pop, oh,
about the champagne, I'm about the toast
I, f-ck with mailmen with heroin from Boca
N-ggas that'll smoke you while you staring in your
Only he enlightens when he's thinkin'
While sinks in, I got a Brinks ink pen
I'm back,
Notice the flyness on the of the XXL
I'm back from the dead like Tobey Maguire from the
How y'all realer? (How realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand a car dealer
Give up the throne, lease up, I am the Mona Lisa
That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your up
Is a of fake like a phony B-cup
N-gga, the mistake was my only teacher
Wait 'til they get a load of me

got Gucci's on my feet
Diamonds on my
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all said that

Choppers in the
Models in the
Bottles in the
But I don't a f-ck
But already said that

Cause I feel like it's so hard
For me to come up with to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause already said it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm writer's block
Psyche!

[Verse 2 - Royce da
When I stand up in this booth, n-ggas it
on the same boat that Noah built
Floatin' on the same Moses split
Poetry in motion, but we sittin' on grave site, overkill
Aren't you Why are you so loud? Quiet!
dudes move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid
You dudes is too
You a dude try to sue a dude that's suicidal
You just be another victim
I am a nickel of weed rolled in a doobie, I'm a little twisted
I roll like the end credits in movies, y'all got scripted
Got y'all n-ggas' bitches bobbin' to this one when she
When she me, she bobbin', not vibin'
Tryna put her mind into the of my zipper
I'm a sperate with a purpose, havin'
Not a I've encountered
I have elephants, lions, clowns
Will jump through hoops like workin' for the circus
At the round the circle's right in front of them, fire rounds
Pun intended, gun extended, are you mark's askin'?
Car's Aston, started as a hard-top and I saw it
Since I decided to start diss
All black, all glass, roof been gettin' marked absent
I authorize my own
Your a whore, I'm a catch, she ball-catchin'
Her jaw's broadcasted all across the globe from the store to Japan
Her p-ssy to blocked and reported as spam
Burn! up in this dope and I sell it
My is full, got bitches screamin' inside of envelopes
And they tryna mail 'em to me, tryna my phone
I don't know one is harder
Tryna not to take your or tryna get rid of my own

I got Gucci's on my
Diamonds on my
Diamonds on my
on my dick
But y'all said that

in the trunk
Models in the
in the club
But I don't a fuck
But y'all said that

Cause sometimes I like it's so hard
For me to up with shitty to say (Ayyyyyy)
I'm at a loss for words 'cause y'all already it all
I think I'm runnin' out of
I'm gettin' block
Psyche!

Man, get the
We need to bringin' that shit back (Mad flava)
Man, f-ck it, I'm to catch some wreck (We in effect, money!)
Mad props to Royce for it real
On the strength, no
I'm to go pull some hoes, get my mack on

get the gasface!