Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

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

Ladies and gentlemen, you have here is brought to you
Courtesy of the young man young Carter and the great man Fresh
So what I want 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 that's my

Murder one oh one, the hottest under the sun
I from under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or come from your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you he dead
Now you know I play it, like a pro in the
No yet a veteran in the hall of fame
I got that medicine, I'm better all the names
Hey its Cash Money man a lawless gang
Put some water on the track, fresh for all his
Wear a when you bang it man and guard yo' brain
Cause the 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 living young'n show that
my Pa' so you know that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there me

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

Say go D-J, cause 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 that's my cause 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 back up, oh fa sho
Hey Big Mike better step they authority up
Before 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 begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit' a model bitch
Pair of phony tits, her hair is 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 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, that's my D-J (Mannie Fresh that's a my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my
Cause that's my, that's my

Birdman put them in a trash can
Leave 'em of your 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
or later I'll cut it, now the blades in yo' ass
You homo niggas getting in the ass
While the homie here tryna get in advance
I'm staying on my grizzy I'm a bonafide
Play me or play wit' me I'm going find your mother
Niggas wanna eat they ain't ate nothing
But niggas wanna leave you say you out of mustard
So I'm a walk into the restaurant alone, out
Leaving behind just residue and
In your residence Rugers to your dome
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 my cause that's my
Call me when you fuckin' me go D-J