Luyện nghe bài hát D.J.

[Mannie talking]
Yea, yea, yea
ups in between, children and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, again
DJ
Fre Fresh Err
Fre Fresh Err
Fre Err Fresh

Go DJ, my DJ
Go DJ, my DJ
Go DJ, my DJ
Go DJ, yea
Wit Weezy We, up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

[Lil talking]
Ladies and gentlemen, you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say

Say go DJ, cuz my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz my DJ
Say go DJ, cuz that's my cuz my

Wayne]
Spot 101 the hottest nigga i from another party bust in a tomby i like arenecia yeah!
Or come from under garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the now you know he dead
Now you know I play it, a pro in the game
Naw better yet a a hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm than all the names
Ay its Money Records man a lawless gang
Put water on the track, Fresh for all his frame
Wear a helmet you bang it man and guard yo brain
Cuz the flow is spasmatic what they call
That aint even a aim I get dough boy
And you already know pimpin
18 how I'm livin young'n show Bentley
my Pa so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go wit me

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[Lil
And I move the Coupe thru traffic
Rush hour GT Bent' is absent
Ya bitch present wit the blastin
And she keep how it shoot if its plastic
I tell her you see if ya boy run up, she said back and cut the back
up, oh fa sho
Ay Big Mike they betta thangs its already up
Before they to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never harmin young, fly wizzy my done, I'm done talking
And I just begun, I been runnin my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a whip, on the throttle wit a model bony bitch
Paraphony tips, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh go

[Lil talking]
Hold on let me hit the
So go, so go
This is the, is the, this is the
This is the, is the, this is the
is the Carter

X1]

[Lil
Birdman put them niggas in a can
Leave em outside of your door I'm trash man
I'm steady lightin hash and ridin in my jag
You will need a gas man
You snakes, stop hidin in the
Sooner or I'll cut it knock the blades in yo ass
You homo getting Aids in the ass
While the homie tryna get paid in advance
I'm stayin on my grizzy I'ma hustler
Play me or play wit me I'm goin find your mother
wanna eat cuz they aint ate nothin
But niggas leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'ma walk into the alone, leavin out
Leavin behind just residue and
In your residents with to your dome
Like where the fuck you holdin the coke, your throat, choke

This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this,
This is the

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Go DJ, DJ, DJ