Luyện nghe bài hát Never Get It

Hat to tha
Lookin' I'm lightin' up a bat for a blunt
I'm stickin' to the script tryna kick it like a
My is like a movie and I do my own stunts
I'm tha Birdman Jr. call me Young
Could've been a killer but Cash saved me
Remember I was little but the cash made me
Big dog no tramp no lady
Young ass nigga had a thing for old
But as I got older I to like 'em younga
To Heaven's I brung her
My she was under she say
Daddy
they
Daddy
they
Daddy can't do it like you can
I get like Vegas and I am not a Blue Man
Too much ice on my and now I got a blue hand
And if I sing "Prostitute" she gon' some new pants
And if I sing "Pussy Monster" she need a new man
world I would 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 stuff again?
I get enough of it
Point me in the of a Swisha and I'm stuffin' it
Wit' that stuff again
I'm on some color shit
After you do Wayne it's time to do Wayne's brothers
I get like a fuckin' Wayans brother bitch
I get chill with gurillas and away from the

And the
And the
And the
Interstate 10 no in sight
And I'm comin' back wit' a whole tonight
Lord, don't let me get stopped
Or I'ma have to it out with the cops tonight I swear
And the jack boys not tonight
Cuz I ain't but I will pop tonight
Yeah, that's right if you ain't got that then go
way,
way,
We can't even
Big money weight
On my way to gates
Hope it be them gates
so appropriate
Don't associate me the bullshit
One wish, I wish a would trip
Like a I come from under the hood bitch
But now a nigga gettin' like a booklet
They hope you wit' it
But now I took it and now
get it
get it
get it
get it
Never get it back that's my word
Bling in the dictionary, yeah that's my word
And for me Ja Rule just like Erve
Sometimes I still go through the just to kiss ma curb
'Cause I love block nigga Eagle and Apple
O.G.'s, G's, Bettles, and Barrows
But God found me a needle in a barrel
And I'm so ready for war cuz I'm a genius for the
Money on my mind, all I think of
to the game, never takin' my ring off
M.O.B. yeah that's my song
Smokin' two L's, rockin' bells like dong
I got my wings on
Flyer than the
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' cold
And nigga I'm hotter than a 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 to the blue eyes and blonde hair
I'm on top of my like a lawn chair
Don't I'm straight like arm hair
worry I'm straight like combed hair
This fucked my pops and I was born here
tha cell to the jet call it Con Air
I told my niggas that we will see days

And is a better day