Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, and babies
Right 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, that's my D-J go D-J, my D-J
Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, yea
Wit' Weezy Wee, up to the mic dude do watcha do, ya heard

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

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

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

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 my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's 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, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

And I move like the through traffic
Rush hour G-T roof is absent
Ya bitch present wit' the music
And she keep asking, "how it if its plastic?"
I her you see if ya boy run up,
She sat and cut the Carter back up, oh fa sho
Hey Big Mike better step they authority up
Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got guns
You niggas harming young,
Fly wizzy my opponents done, I'm 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 model bitch
Pair of phony tits, her hair is long and shit, to her and shit
Well here we go so hold on to this, uh go

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

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

Birdman put them niggas in a can
'em outside of your door I'm your trash man
I'm steady lighting another and riding in my jag
You need a gas mask man
You snakes, hiding in the grass
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 grizzy I'm a hustler
Play me or play wit' me I'm going find your mother
Niggas wanna eat cause they ain't ate
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 dome
Like where the fuck you the coke, holding your throat, choke

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, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause that's my cause my
Call me you fuckin' wit' me go D-J