Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I think we got a
Yeahh...

1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in this if you didn't knew.
Big business the business suit.
Even I in the mirror like is it you,
And I say I must be the if it isnt you.
fresh from 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.
said I couldn't play football I was too small.
Yhey say I could'ntplay I wasn't tall.
They say I could'ntplay at all.
And now of my life I ball.
And they say it ain't until someone assassinate,
And I feel MLK
Yeah... I have a to be your worst nightmare,
And now the boss of the cartel.

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

huustling...

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

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

Hahaha...

[Chorus: Lil

[Verse 4: Trick
I'm up in the morning, and I'm dressed in black.
on, every morning I get dressed in black.
While your ass looking at my pants sagging,
I'm getting money, and my swagging and flagging.
dollar status, fully automatic.
Heavy on and even harder on the women.
If it for reverend,
I probably would and shit.
Pops, my papai, has already me.
Tied trapping, shit me to prison,
Got mad and went to savage so homicide to visit.
I gun powder,
So you got one hour to come up with every dollar,
Or dun-dolla.
It a ball dogg,
when the players on your team,
Consider you as the hog.
You me like Shaq,
And you but I didn't say you owe me nigga.
But act like you me nigga.