Luyện nghe bài hát Carter 4

I feel big, ya know I mean
Like not, not big in the of weight
You know what I mean gaining weight
Or, nothin' like that, like,
Know what I like, uhhh (sigh)
I heard you lookin' for me?

[Chorus - Lil
(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me have you been?) Eheh, You know
(Cause they've been asking, been searching)
been wondering why?) I know, eheh
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey,
(Tell me have you been?) Shitt, you know
(Cause they've been asking, been searching)

They've been why?) Hahaha

1 - Lil Wayne] Yeah
To you forever, me to you
I heard somebody say "Chuuch!" I'ma a suit
I'ma need a Coupe, I need a roof
Flyer then Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice,
I got the flow, I'm see the roof
Didn't a buttletproof, so I got
and you can see the proof
Blind eyes could look at me and see the
Wonder if Stevie do? But leave it to
God, not Beaver, you
I'ma murder, why I kill O and even you
Man, I got Summer hatin' on me

I'm then the Sun
Got Spring hatin' on me cause I ain't sprung
Winter hatin' on me I'm colder than ya'll
And I would never, I would never, I never fall
I'm hated by the seasons
So ya'll who hatin' for no reason

[Chorus - Lil
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?)
the and I'm back again!
(Cause they've been asking,
been searching) been askin' 'bout me?
They've wondering why?)
ya wonder-erin'! Hah!

(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where you been?) Around
the now I'm back again!
(Cause they've been asking,
been searching) Who's askin' 'bout me?
They've been why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'! Ha

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
I been in and out the bank
While ya'll asshole niggas on the same shit
I 'em, and watch 'em go down the drain quick
Two words you hear "Wayne Quit!"
Cause Wayne win, and they
I call 'em April babies, cause fools
And they snooze, We up!

Feet up like a,
Or, paraplegic? I park
In that red and thing, old school Atlanta Hawk
I'm from Colli' Park, but I'm from Holleygrove
Now all my bloods "Zoowoo! and Dadda-do!"
I know my role, and I play it
And I it well, on my libra scale
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy leave it
I want it, I don't even care

[Chorus - Young!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where you been?) Around
the now I'm back again!
(Cause they've asking, they've

been searching) been askin' 'bout me?
They've been wondering why?) ya wonder-erin'!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me have you been?) Around
the world now I'm again!
(Cause they've been asking,
been searching) Who's been 'bout me?
been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'!

[Verse 3 - Shyea
I'm here, in my chair
With my crown and my
Queen B, as I
Mic with my heir
Young Carter, go

Go further, go
Is that not why we
And if not, then why
Show no mercy in Marcy, loggers
And far from being the bastard that had fathered
Now my being mentioned with the Martyrs
The and the Pac's, and the
and the Marcus'
Govi, got me a molitell
Flow, even if you box well, can't stop the
Kaboom! The Roc Boy in the
The Dopebwoyy came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on
Pilot, but guys just, at my wardrobe
I see Euros, that's right,
I took so much change from Rap game it's your go Young!

(Hey Mr. Carter)

[Verse 4 - Lil
my go, yeah
And I'ma go so of soft
Off the richter,
The Macho Man Savage, far from average
Satus-Quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I ride and when I pass
say "Whaddup killa man?" Stop bringing up my past
And next time you Pac, Biggie, or Jay-Z
Don't Weezy Baby!

- Lil Wayne]

(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me where you been?) Yeah
(Cause been asking, they've been searching)
They've been why?) Haha
(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me have you been?) Hova!
(Cause they've asking,
they've been searching)
been wondering why?) Baby!
(Choir - to finish)
(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me where have you been?) I been
(Cause they've asking, they've
been searching) hard
They've wondering why?) Chyeaa

- Lil Wayne]

And I swear to everything, when I leave earth
It's gon' be on both feet, never knees in dirt
And you can try me fucker, but I squeeze it hurt
Ahh, we'll two lives, yours and mine
Gimme any amount of time, don't let Carter grieve
At the Funeral Parlor, drippin' tears my sleeve
Gimme any amount of time,
let Miss grieve...