Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, to all my moon men
Yeah they me toon. i got these bitches tuned in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas dont cross the
Nigga stay in line, welfare, im saint else wear
Hotter then a devil, nigga yeah
Rock a by baby, homacide
Thats more tear drops call me cry
you talking bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah out mail it to yah momss
im the young god, swagga
im in the building you in the front yard
Lifes a nah betta yet a dumb broad
nd i bet i fuck the world nd make it CUM hard
Yeah, yuh is washed up
nd im shitting on you too girls in 1 cup
Weezy Baby A.K.A the money homee
out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny bone
Laugh now die later Fucker
Yuh a bitch like Zada By Mothaa fucker Y E A H

(Chorus) it how i see iit
i neva met yuh i would wanna be yah
Pussy ass nigga i dont want yah gonorrhea PA PA PA Pussy ass nigga idont yah gonorrhea x2

Man I'm so tired of I sleep a lot now
I'll let my goons rush ya (Russia) like
gun at ya pow pow
man I ball hard with 5 fouls
yeah we in this b-tch like
dump ya in the woods now get ya on
choke hold around sh-t cause I'm so hands on
I get high as f-ck and Polo sheets is what I on
back against the wall my two is what I stand on
in the room she blowin me just like a band horn
Got her on her knees the knees that she be prayin' on
now she text her girlfriend with a capital, "You can join"
yeah, what y'all wanna do I'm all
smoking on that band call that sh-t Paul Pierce
I'm just so of my time like dog years
bald Solange, India Arie, Britney Spears

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these and these vacations
is that too information?
I just bought a Lamborghini, I'm not into racing
with a DashBoard full of tickets cuz I live by the station
I aaaaam, figure out why you so mad at me
yes I'm with Young Money tell the magazine stop me
I be with the dread the tattoo's on his head
and a the colour red like a f-cking low battery (ok)
n-gga peep the sh-t I'm on
I be with your baby momma, you be your child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two made of styrofoam
big cheese big bread that sh-t Low calzone
I will break your f-cking collar
us against the better pick which side you on
Wayne got a that he steady putting mileage on
and we about to em C4 Mr Carters home.

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