Luyện nghe bài hát Beef

[Lil

Huh


Let's go, (Where you at, Wheezy?)

You liable to catch me speedin' up the six, or beatin' up a
or standin' over a stove, sweatin', up a brick
And we keep the slick, and got clips like bananas
We the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannons
We ran in habitats with and plastic gats
Stormin' through the house, screamin', "Where's bastard's crack?!!"
I flash the Mack in front of your gal and her tell
Like, "Slut! Where's the yay, or pop one in your grill!"
Lil Wayne, nigga blast and bang triggas
Pay with my change, then I'm gon' to bang niggas
I bag the caine quicker, and like rain, nigga
Flood the av quick with the and halves, nigga
If you out, you can find me on the street with the
If a drought, you can find me on the street with the work
Never slip I empty a clip deep in your shirt
And put your whole deep in the dirt
me?

(Hook-2x Wayne])
Who wan' beef with
Who wan' creep with
And when it down to guns, nigga, I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep 'em
And when it comes to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em

[Lil
I'm the youngest Hot Boy on the field heaters
Let my nine-millimeters kill peoples
Bust up in your house and put the gun to Renita
me the yay, or else I'ma put her in her sneakers
Wow (wow, wow) you can me in all black with no smile
Me, Turk, G'z and - chicka-POW!
How come these keep burnin the world
and why the hell nigga Weezy keep firmin your girl?
Turnin the on the orange and teal, Bentley drop
Then put that up and hop in the van and hit your block
Tell your mom to get the cops cause gon' need 'em
you see them bullets that my glock pop, y'all gon' eat 'em
See this for all my niggaz in the pen, I for freedom
And this for all my niggaz buyin bricks, I got 'em
Keep a nigga quiet as a when I come
Wayne #1 Hot Boy, hot as the sun - ya me?

[Lil
case, nigga run up in your crib, crash the place
Blast the face, automatic attach to
You bastards Then it get awful and bad
There will be no more walkin for dad, and off with your head
A nigga gon' get it right, or they get it at night
And when they spit it, lick his ass twice like 20 dice
Henny and ice is I prefer but light on the rocks
I pack them clips tight on them and light up your blocks
And if there's, involved then your throat's involved
I get the toaster and roll up and most of y'all
Me and my nigga Super Sosa, run up in your
while your watchin Oprah, jag her up and rope her
If you (?) chances like Ethiopia
If you want drugs, I got more flavors than
Recognize it's and nuttin udder than that
one from the mac'll have blood coverin your back, ha?

- 2X