Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I we got a problem
Yeahh...

[Verse 1: Lil
Big money in this bitch if you knew.
Big minus the business suit.
I look in the mirror like is it you,
And I say I be the hottest if it isnt you.
Stay fresh 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 of my life I ball.
And they say it ain't raining someone assassinate,
And I feel MLK
Yeah... I a dream to be your worst nightmare,
And now meet the of the cartel.

[Verse 2: Ross]
I'm a satan, sitting on Lorenzzes.
And I seem really patient, the equation.
People taking pictures and really getting fragrant.
Flags my spaceship, sergeant searching for a fragrance.
Yayo, Yayo, he wanna sniff the yayo, saucer on the hasa
In the casa 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 what finger you whole squad.
around spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you raid tax on them if you didn't know
Bought a new crib, niggas like I hid.
3.2 but I did it for the kids.
More than a pawn shop,
Got my arm rocked.
Keep the 760 parked in the wrong spot.

huustling...

[Chorus: Lil
Yeah... You pay for this,
I remember I used to pray for this.
This, is classic,
So this shit you might see again.
And we taxin, you want it nigga leave it then,
And we taxin, you don't it nigga 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)
imagine this,
No that.
Gave me my sack like, goodluck back.
(Yeah...)
I'm like how the I'm gonna get outta there.
And if I'm not careful,
Leave em the same place find him there.
And I'm a winner if I make it cross the line,
Putting food on the like it's dinner time.
And this is you call stereotyping about?
Can you me my your dog keep sniffing my car?
Huh? Got the audacity to me a liar.
So you got in your 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 then I in the studio,
paradise and I ain't talking about Coolio.
Can't lie, addicted to the odor
Got a ice Pepsi,
But still Coke-Cola.

Hahaha...

[Chorus: Lil

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