Luyện nghe bài hát Gonorrhea

i am not a human, to all my moon men
Yeah they call me toon. i got these bitches in
Iits a crazy world, so i stay in line nd niggas cross the line
Nigga stay in line, like welfare, im saint wear
Hotter then a devil, nigga yeah
a by baby, homacide baby
Thats more tear drops me cry baby
what you bout, tell it to my 9's
Cut yah tongue out mail it to yah
im the god, swagga un-frod
im in the building you in the front yard
Lifes a bitch nah yet a dumb broad
nd i bet i culd fuck the 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 bring the homee
Pull out a A-K nd pop yuh in yah funny
Laugh now die later Fucker
Yuh a bitch like Zada By Data fucker Y E A H

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

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

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I aaaaaam, spending much more than I'm making on these cars and 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, tryna out why you so mad at me
yes I'm Young Money tell the magazine stop asking me
I be with the dread with the on his head
and a flag the colour red like a low battery (ok)
peep the sh-t I'm wylin' on
I be with your baby momma, you be with child at home
Big Mo, Big Red, two cups of styrofoam
big cheese big bread call that Low calzone
I break your f-cking collar bone
us the World better pick which side you on
Wayne got a Bugatti that he steady putting on
and we about to kill em C4 Mr home.

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