Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm lightin' up a bat for a
I'm stickin' to the script tryna kick it like a
My life is like a movie and I do my own
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Young
Could've been a killer but Cash Money me
Remember I was but the cash money made me
Big dog bitch no tramp no
ass nigga had a thing for old ladies
But as I got older I to like 'em younga
To Heaven's where I her
My wing she was she say
they
Daddy
Daddy
they
Daddy they do it like you can
I get chips like and I am not a Blue Man
Too much ice on my wrist and now I got a blue
And if I "Prostitute" she gon' need some new pants
And if I "Pussy Monster" she gon' need a new man
Hello world I like you all to meet me a new man
Ha body stay on top of ma summer like and hustle




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
Where's that purple stuff
I get enough of it
Point me in the direction of a and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' purple stuff again
I'm on same color shit
you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get money a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch
I get chill with gurillas and stay from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' wit' a whole flock tonight
Lord, don't let me get tonight
Or I'ma have to shoot it out with the tonight I swear
And tell the boys not tonight
Cuz I ain't N'Sync but I will pop
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that then go
way,
way,
We even negotiate
Big money heavy
On my way to Heaven's
Hope it be them gates
Flow so
Don't associate me wit' the
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a engine I from under the hood bitch
But now a gettin' paper like a booklet
ain't hope you wit' it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back yeah that's my
bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule just like Erve
Sometimes I still go the hood just to kiss ma curb
'Cause I that block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, Young G's, Bettles, and
But God found me like a in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a for the battle
Money on my mind, all I think of
Married to the game, never my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my song
two L's, rockin' bells like ding dong
Yeah I got my on
than the rest
I don't I keep goin'
I I-G-nore 'em like




Anyway it I'ma get dough
And I should see the top the way I'm this pole
A nigga wit' a flu ain't rhymin' this
And nigga I'm hotter a fire in a hole
Steppin' out my shower a lion in a robe
Eyein' these
Iron in my hol...ster, syrup, purp.,
Let's
And get

And hate
Dedicate this to the eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my like a lawn chair
Don't I'm straight like arm hair
Don't worry I'm straight like combed
This world fucked my and I was born here
From tha cell to the jet it Con Air
I told my niggas that we will see days

And is a better day