Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, and babies
about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J Mannie
Fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fresh err fresh

Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, that's my D-J
Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, yea
Weezy Wee, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

Ladies and gentlemen, you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out to do for me is say this

Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my

Murder one oh one, the nigga under the sun
I from under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he
Now you know I it, like a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the of fame
I got that medicine, I'm than all the names
Hey its Money Records man a lawless gang
Put some on the track, fresh for all his flame
a helmet when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
Cause the is spasmodic what they call insane
That even a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know pimping
Eighteen how I'm living show that Bentley
my Pa' so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there me

Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

Say go D-J, that's my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

And I move like the Coupe traffic
Rush hour G-T Bent' roof is
Ya bitch present the music blasting
And she keep asking, "how it if its plastic?"
I her you see if ya boy run up,
She sat back and cut the back up, oh fa sho
Hey Big Mike they better step they up
they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never young,
Fly my opponents done, I'm done talking (shut up)
And I just begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit' a bony bitch
Pair of phony tits, her is long and shit, to her thong and shit
Well here we go so on to this, uh lets go

on let me hit the blunt
So go, so go this is the, is the, this is the
This is the, this is the, is the, this is the Carter

Say go D-J, that's my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J (Mannie Fresh a my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my
Cause that's my, that's my

put them niggas in a trash can
Leave 'em outside of door I'm your trash man
I'm steady lighting another hash and in my jag
You will need a gas man
You snakes, stop hiding in the
Sooner or later I'll cut it, now the in yo' ass
You niggas getting Aids in the ass
While the homie here tryna get in advance
I'm staying on my I'm a bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit' me then I'm going find mother
Niggas wanna eat cause ain't ate nothing
But niggas wanna when you say you out of mustard
So I'm a walk the restaurant alone, leaving out
behind just residue and bones
In your residence with Rugers to your
Like where the fuck you holding the coke, your throat, choke

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

Say go D-J, that's my D-J (an' that my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause that's my cause my
Call me when you fuckin' me go D-J