Luyện nghe bài hát We Dem Boyz (Remix)

Diddy]
Hold up, up, hold, up
Hold up, up, hold, up
We dem
(Yeah, ayo, this shit up
Ayo up Wiz?
You knew someone had to motherfucking remix shit)

Meek Mill]
Hold up, up, hold, up
We boyz
up, hold up, hold, up
We them
up, hold up, hold, up
We makin'
fact I'm a grown ass man, nigga, kill the noise

[Verse 1: Meek
Been in the corner and shining the
Nothing can in between
Me and my money, I get to the that
I flip through that money, a fuckin'
Look at the haters, I see that hate us
A pull up inside, what's G? What's happenin' fly?
Leave with your she won't tell you goodbye
hold up, wait a minute
Pussy so good I stayed up in it
It was so good that I to hit it
I paid to visit, got paid to
I walked through the club with a of niggas
You are not liked cause you them niggas
I'm in L.A them Haiti niggas
Mexican, Blood, and [?] niggas
hold up
We was them niggas them niggas was signed
up
Checking them windows before you knew was for
up
Me and my we run through that money, it's nothin'
You was talk shit all summer
Lookin' for with large numbers

Meek Mill]

[Verse 2: and (Meek Mill)]
Hold up, hold up, pop the
Hold up, I sip like it's Moscato
Hold up, hold up, I them blasian and mulatto
Hold up, what the fuck? You ain't got this in your
up, my neck looking like I stole something
Got your favorite asking ''can I hold something?''
In the back of the back and we in the back in the backseat, the Rolls
(When the racks and the and the stacks and the stacks and the hoes comin' )
Give me head, I think she something
Screaming that ''I love you, papi, my own woman''
I got old spending all this old money
Bread been sitting out so I call it more money
Hold up, wait a
(We here, nigga, look at the way that we pay for niggas
Feel like a bus 'cause I you niggas)
Paid you niggas, you niggas
(I'm about to start you pay for bitches)
Turning my up, raised you niggas, it's Diddy

[Hook: Mill]

3: French Montana]
(Haaan) We healthy, nigga
Got your favourite rapper asking for a selfie,
(Haaan) You be serious
Deny my it's that marriage up in Paris
Hold up, hold up, young nigga gettin' money Pappy Mason
Hold up, hold up, young grinding like [?]
And time you see me I'm on TV, TMZ, Lamborghini
Bare bitch with no bikini, (haaan)
You talking to boys
Hold up, out your mouth, niggas sniffing [?]
Hold up, hold up, getting money yelling ''fuck the Forbes''
Hold up, I'mma keep it wavy 'til free my boys
(Who that, Max B?) Yeah, nigga my boy
up, dreamteam, nigga, we them boys
Wait a
Chinx, Meek, Dirt, Puff, nigga, we the

Meek Mill]

(Oh my God was amazing)
Your bitch it