Luyện nghe bài hát Whoodeeni

Your music everything to you

Bullet bring the gun, why it?
words to see who's full of it
We from the place, land of the game face
Plug signs on the
Give props, yo, like a Joe package
illegal
How kids can come from out of the slums and live so regal
it all on a prayer to the ego
Before the loss we earn for the
Toast to the life though my won't endorse
Currently in and my enzymes
Are in to digest the brink of armageddon
The bedding's over the we lay with the actress
For media to swallow us
Watch them rap peers who don't back
Cause they think we snatch up their Twitter followers
That's some type foolery
And your like glue to it
She it, the scent of a poet
Police buy restraint to cover all the
A of operations
See one got all you in crew all confident with courage
We'll be there jumping your square
You be like "check it, they stretched the shit rectangles, damn!"

Dance, freak, get out your
Show me that you is a whoodeeni
Get y'all, get up now
Everybody, get down
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,

institutionalized
My homie from N.O., find his crib the roof on the side
asking for an address, but ain't no mailbox
Nothing left to do out here but to sell
Now they got cellphones of the cell blocks
And my on parole cause he sold Glocks
My cousin is so
Told you we have more soul than Brown
Wearing a watch that obviously don't work
Used to go and rob niggas for homework
See if the work
Might call your girl to see if my phone
I'm a star and the trophy is a gold vert
Mouth full of teeth
Niggas end up obsolete if I'm four deep
Real nigga for real bed full of new
Bedroom floor filled up the loose leafs
is a war zone, me and a two-piece
Put another head on and make it a new
She be "ooh wee", I be like "ooh wee"
I love myself so much I'm a
know my verses is Pookie
Had 'em all out like it's a drug house
When I'm in the booth I'm MJ his tongue out
I'm in the booth I'm Kanye with a gun out
Run in your mom
Then I'mma lean sideways and out
All natural, I hope you got the out
I've been straightening shit
New niggas and tried to hate on that shit
I'mma use it now, I ain't waiting on

Dance, freak, get out seat
Show me you is a real whoodeeni
Get y'all, get up now
Everybody, everybody get
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,

Big drawers, where the big at?
I got a case of the little head the big head thinking
Honest Abe in the back of a Lincoln
Chopped a cherry, American Pie varied
Next day she was on my sexting
Had her hopping a quick ten seconds
Dear Lord, forgive a nigga, I've been down doubt
Had the frog legs, now I'mma knock piggie out
Now Dave like to cuddle, but Dave play that
Like Dave had the ring, listen, Dave say that
Courtships to steps to gettin' ass, and if it's one of my broads
Keep your feet off the grass, eleven the gas
Mash that potato till we lay in the
She like it's a picnic
If she the mermaid, give her the stick
class flight, shoot her out to the district
Wait, the stallion, hold your horses
your life and cut your losses
Look how we did 'em, ma, your boy got it
I quit drinking, I the narcotics
Life's a bitch, but she seeing a
This hip-hop done to cameras, huh
We got and [?] to sit on
Vivian Maese to bid on
But we
Never undermine the hate and turn the on your evil forces
But ain't the cha-cha two-step
a rider ever since the Schwinn gooseneck
The stops here, there ain't no who's next

Dance, freak, get out seat
Show me you is a real whoodeeni
Get y'all, get up now
Everybody, everybody get
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,