Luyện nghe bài hát Boyz 2 Menace

[Intro: Gudda
Take shit off at the front
Gudda!

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Sleep on me, I hope you die in sleep
No defiant as me
I know my worth, so you pay me
Just that I am not cheap
On the to riches
Tappin' my horn, so for the beep
Rippin' this shit to
No, I will not look out for the
Started out on the
Got on my feet and to the top
I'm the man with the mop
50 shots his top, yes
I come the city of God
I walk around in the like God
Made it out and still come
Somebody, please tell me, what are the
On this mic I am a wizard, but is not Oz
but hot, I can turn the summer to fall
I'm sicker y'all
Don't talk to me unless you 'bout paper
I'm buyin' makers, no time for a neighbor
I'm from New Orleans, yes, I am a
do you a favor, and not do you a favor
'Cause if I do you a
And you come back with that paper
have to lay hands on you
Like I'm givin' you
Eastside, we playin' it fair
You ever heard of the tortoise and
I'm the gear
off in the back, bitch
But now I'm winnin', clear
Nigga, I'm

Lil Wayne]
For
(Blows smoke)

[Verse 2: Lil
I got my married hoes on single
Got my hoes gettin' finger fucked
And my trashiest hoes is clean as
And my nastiest is neat as fuck
Take shoes off before you walk inside
Take your shoes off before you cross the
I snoozed off on Time
Got my goons to go Daughter Time
Come to wet the party up, and in it
Got one gun that for seven minutes
I'm done shitting, never spit it
I'm class, niggas' elementary
Repetition, the definition
I'm a Hot Boy under air
Shoot the gun the left arm limpin'
George Jefferson in all minutes
Got a hot off television
With a very sticky unhairy
In the position, screamin' "You're consistent"
I sit there and listen like we talkin'
I need her out here filmin' niggas
I'd really rather have her steal niggas
I really travel like a pilgrim,
Kush as Fred screamin' "Wilma!", nigga
I've been takin' time out to the bands
Break a in the promised land
Going zagga zow off of zagga
From the to the Macho Man
I've been shit up in Diddy house
Went to Disneyland, to Mickey Mouse
Then I out how to figure out
What I was out, you figure it out
Got a trigger man with an hand
My sleep by my bitch's house
So every party is a party
Sky is the limit, head in the
While you round, I'ma run it up
You dumb it down, I ain't enough
I hit the and stunk it up
High comin' down, plug up
You hold me down, you gon' hold me up
You don't know me, but you what's up
And the coke was cut some extra coke
her more than love, she just shoulder-shrugged
She don't it's love, it's not important love
As as we can keep extortin' the plug
Just let him and ignore the blood
let him be and ignore the buzz
Pour it up, a sugar rush
Chopper full of rust, but it still
good as fuck, every bullet struck
Like a holes, got a hole-in-one
Safe full as fuck, full of dust
And I'm up in that "What the fuck?"
a muscle car, got me lookin' buff
If you enough, you a mussel, punk
That's a Bugatti on
on Chevron
All-white like an
All these on, call me bellboy
the Teflon to the Kevlar
Don't shit when your head off
Make the top dog jump off
And we keep his for a memoir
I sped off the head off
Goin' big on Mars
Sippin' Lone Star, a pornstar
To a known with a phone call
up; murky, murky water, yeah
Purple, purple rivers,
purple ribbons, yeah
I'm cursed, but still religious,
I've poppin' 10s, yeah
'Cause my pop all the 20s, damn
Why you on the skinnys, damn
I met Satan, he was chillin', up

Murky, water
Purple, purple
Floatin' ribbons
I'm but still religious
Damn, take your off
Bitch, your road dog
Bitch, I feel like
Bitch, Boyz 2