Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' like I'm lightin' up a bat for a
I'm to the script tryna kick it like a punt
My is like a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Baby
Could've been a killer but Cash saved me
I was little but the cash money made me
Big dog bitch no tramp no
Young ass nigga had a for old ladies
But as I got I began to like 'em younga
To Heaven's I brung her
My wing she was she say
Daddy
Daddy
Daddy
they
Daddy can't do it like you can
I get chips like and I am not a Blue Man
Too ice on my wrist and now I got a blue hand
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 like Susan and hustle




Everyday I'm
Fillin' up my cup
that purple stuff again?
I get enough of it
Point me in the direction of a Swisha and I'm it
Wit' that purple again
I'm on some same shit
After you do Wayne it's to do Wayne's brothers bitch
I get like a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch
I get chill with gurillas and stay away the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a flock tonight
Lord, don't let me get stopped
Or I'ma have to it out with the cops tonight I swear
And tell the jack boys not
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that price go
way,
way,
We can't even
Big heavy weight
On my way to Heaven's
it be them open gates
Flow so
Don't me wit' the bullshit
One wish, I wish a mothafucka would
Like a engine I come from under the bitch
But now a gettin' paper like a booklet
They ain't you wit' it
But now I it and now they
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it yeah that's my word
Bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule baby like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the hood 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 needle in a
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a genius for the
Money on my mind, that's all I of
to the game, never takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my song
Smokin' two L's, bells like ding dong
Yeah I got my on
Flyer the rest
I don't I keep goin'
I just I-G-nore 'em




Anyway it goes I'ma get
And I should see the top the way I'm this pole
A nigga wit' a flu rhymin' this cold
And I'm hotter than a fire in a hole
Steppin' out my shower like a lion in a
Eyein' hoes
in my hol...ster, syrup, purp., cher
Let's
And get

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

And today is a day