Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

[DJ
Young Money all on the way
Put the in the bag now hand it over

Wayne]
Wait a
a minute
Wait a
See I ain?t you were gunna do this one.
Ight, now you motherfuckers huh?
That?s what y?all you been huh?
Okay, okay,
Go ahead

[DJ
See I don?t wanna be the King no more,
More like the President,
Odrama!
It was time for change,
I the game been dry
So, I we going for re-election
So, me and gon? keep runnin?
So y'all can fly

[Lil'
a Big E beat,
And I'm a cook this like piggy meat
Yeah,
You can get chopped,
Young Money
Let the champagne pop,
I will bat man,
Now go her short stop
bitch, you do the wop
Well bitch, I do the
man, you do the drop
Well man, I do the
You up in parking lots
I pull up the dock

Macaroni and hamhocks,
I am not on your planet Dr. Spock,

To my own tune,
Lil'
My stomach
My shit is real soon
Kill whom and whoever for
That longer than a word with ten letters
Now you it
I say Money bitch forever,
And we than all these mothafuckas up in this era
Know'm talkin'

I tell my niggas pick the out,
And I quickly pick the target off
volleyball, I'm a serve 'em,
And being fake is pussy so nigga, I'm a
Dr. Carter, tell them I'm a surgeon
Cleaner than brand new detergent
Ya me?
And I make ya bitch get on the plane that Fergie
'em get on (Birdman Jr.'s birdy)

I love the that I'm in
Goose couldn't shake me up out of the Y.M.
Yack,
Goose,
'Tron,
gin
Got a couple girls
Let the party
I heard you your self a baller when the cameras on
If it ain't cuz you got it
What you on?
See, I'm a chick
You frontin' niggas hatin' me up
But my crew holdin' duffle bitches

Twist]
Rockin' on the
And yeah, I hit my
I D-Town
Now the girls really me
V.I.C. to Vic
Yeah, They both got
Twist, I get silly
I?m the king of the
Money, Young Moula
Yeah, the kid in this
men in this game
Can't compete me mayne

When I pull up in candy red
(54's on the dash next to Lil' Wayne)
I'm a
I'm a dog
Yeah, I rap harder
Mic in my
I run like Marion
You haters on the
And I be a
Going bad on you kids like I'm Reginae
That's my sister if you boys didn't know
(Wait)
That's Weezy's
(So don't with her bro'!)
Cuz we'll come find you in all of cars
out
Young Money, D-town's all

It's
No
I'm
No
species
Don't
Every milla fish
deep
Like the guy from Verizon
righteous
So it's only you meet the fugitive
McGiver

School
I was too
Than them no
You no high-fivin'
Nigga, roll the damn

My word play touch is from the great
My kick so unreal
They say colors must be fake
been made
MTV, I
Quake your very
My fame's no
Since the
dinner everyday
For the
My life is a Compton play
You can see it
Nearly it
From a feet away
But away
Cuz I
Get
them tag-along
Let me
Get on a
gone
I'm off the hook cordless phones
My identity so
They think wrong
G.E.D. Young
Finish strong, so keep goin'
My covered in green like general symbols on my face
Like my skin was made
Louis
You never seen
Like a nun
before me

It's boys
man
I do it for the homies

[DJ
to Hollygrove
Shout to the
304
to Harlem
Philly