Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I think we got a
Yeahh...

1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in bitch if you didn't knew.
Big business minus the suit.
I look in the mirror like is it you,
And I say I must be the if it isnt you.
Stay fresh my top to my tennis shoes.
New coop, no top, big shoes.
Never slipped, not even on the side of a pool.
We get rid of Q,
We get rid of fools.
They said I couldn't play I was too small.
Yhey say I could'ntplay basketball I tall.
They say I could'ntplay at all.
And now of my life I ball.
And they say it raining until someone assassinate,
And I feel MLK
Yeah... I have a dream to be your nightmare,
And now the boss of the cartel.

2: Rick Ross]
I'm a satan, sitting on Lorenzzes.
And I really patient, picture the equation.
People taking and they really getting fragrant.
Flags my spaceship, sergeant searching for a fragrance.
Yayo, Yayo, he sniff the yayo, flying saucer on the hasa
In the just to lay-low.
Make more (money man) that the for the mob,
Need a my model, get a model for the job.
Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster,
Nigga what fuck you whole squad.
around spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you raid tax on them packs if you didn't
a new crib, niggas feeling like I hid.
3.2 but I did it for the kids.
More than a pawn shop,
Got my arm rocked.
Keep the 760 double parked in the spot.

huustling...

[Chorus: Lil
Yeah... You pay for this,
I when I used to pray for this.
This, is classic,
So shit you might never see again.
And we taxin, you don't it nigga leave it then,
And we taxin, you don't want it leave it then.
And we trying to see the pen,
Like a needle in a hay we ain't trying to see the pen.
is a luxury tax.

[Verse 3: Jeezy]
(I don't ask baby I just tax em baby)
(Let's go)
imagine this,
No that.
me my sack like, goodluck getting back.
(Yeah...)
I'm how the fuck I'm gonna get outta there.
And if I'm not careful,
Leave em the place they find him there.
And I'm a winner if I it cross the finish line,
food on the table like it's dinner time.
And is what you call stereotyping about?
Can you tell me my your dog sniffing my car?
Huh? Got the audacity to me a liar.
So what you got in trunk?
Oh, a spare tire.
You niggas blow,
I sold mine.
Like a bad crape, locking up in no time.
More time in the kitchen I spent in the studio,
paradise and I ain't talking about Coolio.
Can't lie, still to the odor
Got a ice Pepsi,
But still Coke-Cola.

Hahaha...

[Chorus: Lil

[Verse 4: Daddy]
I'm up early in the morning, and I'm in black.
Hold on, every I get dressed in black.
While your half ass at my pants sagging,
I'm getting money, and my swagging and flagging.
dollar status, fully automatic.
Heavy on the? and even on the women.
If it for reverend,
I probably would and shit.
Pops, my papai, has already me.
trapping, shit sent me to prison,
Got mad and went to so homicide came to visit.
I gun powder,
So you got one hour to come up every damn dollar,
Or dun-dolla.
It a ball dogg,
Especially when the on your team,
you as the ball hog.
You me like Shaq,
And you Kobe but I say you owe me nigga.
But act you know me nigga.