Luyện nghe bài hát Carter 4

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

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

They've been wondering why?)

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

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

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

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

2 - Lil Wayne] Yeah
I been in and out the bitch
While ya'll asshole been on the same shit
I flush 'em, and watch 'em go down the drain
Two words you never "Wayne Quit!"
Cause Wayne win, and they
I call 'em babies, cause they fools
And when snooze, We up!

Feet up like a,
Or, I parallel park
In red and yellow thing, old school Atlanta Hawk
Like I'm from Colli' Park, but I'm from
Now all my scream "Zoowoo! and Dadda-do!"
I know my role, and I play it
And I wear it well, on my libra
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy it there
I don't want it, I even care

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

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

[Verse 3 - Jay-Z]
I'm right here, in my
With my and my dear
Queen B, as I
Mic time my heir
Young Carter, go

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

(Hey Mr. Carter)

[Verse 4 - Lil
It's my go,
And I'ma go so opposite of
Off the richter,
The Macho Man Randy Savage, far from
Above Flow, so, pro
I know, I slow and when I pass
say "Whaddup killa man?" Stop bringing up my past
And next time you mention Pac, Biggie, or
forget Weezy Baby!

[Chorus - Lil

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

- Lil Wayne]

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