Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and
Right now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh

Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, that's my D-J
Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, yea
Wit' Weezy Wee, up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

Ladies and gentlemen, you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie
So what I y'all out there to do for me is say this

Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my

Murder one oh one, the hottest under the sun
I from under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you he dead
Now you know I play it, a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the hall of
I got that medicine, I'm better all the names
Hey its Cash Money Records man a lawless
Put water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and yo' brain
Cause the flow is spasmodic what they call
That ain't even a motherfucking aim I get boy
And you already know pimping
Eighteen how I'm living young'n that Bentley
Stunna' my Pa' so you know in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there me

Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

Say go D-J, cause my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

And I like the Coupe through traffic
hour G-T Bent' roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit' the blasting
And she asking, "how it shoot if its plastic?"
I her you see if ya boy run up,
She sat back and cut the back up, oh fa sho
Hey Big Mike they better they authority up
Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got guns
You niggas never young,
Fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm done (shut up)
And I ain't just begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit' a model bitch
Pair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and
Well here we go so on to this, uh lets go

on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go this is the, is the, this is the
This is the, is the, this is the, this is the Carter

Say go D-J, that's my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (Mannie Fresh that's a my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my cause that's my
Cause that's my, that's my

Birdman put them niggas in a can
'em outside of your door I'm your trash man
I'm steady lighting another and riding in my jag
You will need a gas man
You snakes, stop in the grass
Sooner or later I'll cut it, now the in yo' ass
You homo niggas getting in the ass
While the homie here get paid in advance
I'm on my grizzy I'm a bonafide hustler
Play me or wit' me then I'm going find your mother
Niggas eat cause they ain't ate nothing
But wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'm a walk into the restaurant alone, out
Leaving behind residue and bones
In residence with Rugers to your dome
Like where the fuck you holding the coke, your throat, choke

This, this, this, this, this, this, this,
This, this, this, this, this, this, this is the

Say go D-J, cause my D-J (an' that my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause that's my cause my
Call me when you wit' me go D-J