Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, and babies
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, again D-J Mannie
fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' 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
Wit' Weezy Wee, step up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya

Ladies and gentlemen, you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie
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, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

Murder one oh one, the nigga under the sun
I come from under the tummy, a Tommy
Or from under your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you he dead
Now you know I play it, a pro in the game
No better yet a in the hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better than all the
Hey its Cash Money Records man a gang
Put water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet you bang it man and guard yo' brain
Cause the flow is spasmodic what call insane
That ain't a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you know that pimping
Eighteen how I'm living young'n that Bentley
Stunna' my Pa' so you that's in me
Gotti my so don't go there wit' me

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

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

And I move like the through traffic
Rush hour G-T Bent' roof is
Ya present wit' the music blasting
And she asking, "how it shoot if its plastic?"
I her you see if ya boy run up,
She sat back and cut the Carter up, oh fa sho
Hey Big they better step they authority up
they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas harming young,
Fly my opponents done, I'm done talking (shut up)
And I ain't just begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya
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 hold on to this, uh 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, this is the, this is the

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

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

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

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 you fuckin' wit' me go D-J