Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I we got a problem
Yeahh...

1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in this bitch if you knew.
Big business the business suit.
Even I in the mirror like is it you,
And I say I must be the hottest if it you.
Stay from my top to my tennis shoes.
New coop, no top, big shoes.
Never slipped, not on the side of a swimming pool.
We get rid of Q,
We get rid of fools.
They said I couldn't play I was too small.
say I could'ntplay basketball I wasn't tall.
They say I baseball at all.
And now everyday of my I ball.
And they say it raining until someone assassinate,
And I like MLK
Yeah... I a dream to be your worst nightmare,
And now meet the of the cartel.

2: Rick Ross]
I'm a seven-nine satan, on Lorenzzes.
And I really patient, picture the equation.
People taking and they really getting fragrant.
down 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) the model for the mob,
a blowjob my model, get a model for the job.
Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster,
Nigga finger fuck you whole squad.
around spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you raid tax on packs if you didn't know
Bought a new crib, niggas feeling I hid.
3.2 but I did it for the kids.
More guns than a shop,
Got my arm rocked.
Keep the 760 double in the wrong spot.

huustling...

[Chorus: Lil
Yeah... You pay for this,
I remember when I used to for this.
This, is classic,
So this shit you 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 ain't to see the pen,
a needle in a hay stack we ain't trying to see the pen.
This is a tax.

[Verse 3: Young
(I don't ask them baby I tax em baby)
(Let's go)
Yeah this,
No that.
Gave me my sack like, goodluck 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 if I make it cross the finish line,
Putting on the table like it's dinner time.
And this is what you call about?
Can you tell me my your dog keep my car?
Huh? Got the audacity to me a liar.
So what you got in your
Oh, a spare tire.
You talked blow,
I sold mine.
Like a bad crape, locking up in no time.
time in the kitchen then I spent in the studio,
Case paradise and I ain't about Coolio.
Can't lie, addicted to the odor
Got a ice Pepsi,
But still Coke-Cola.

Hahaha...

[Chorus: Lil

4: Trick Daddy]
I'm up in the morning, and I'm dressed in black.
Hold on, morning I get dressed in black.
your half ass looking at my pants sagging,
I'm getting money, and my swagging and flagging.
Million status, fully automatic.
Heavy on and even harder on the women.
If it for reverend,
I probably pimpin 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 up with every damn dollar,
Or dun-dolla.
It a ball dogg,
Especially when the on your team,
Consider you as the hog.
You treat me Shaq,
And you but I didn't say you owe me nigga.
But act you know me nigga.