Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, back again D-J
Fre' fresh err fresh, 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 do, ya heard

Ladies and gentlemen, what you have is brought to you
of the young man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I y'all out there 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, cause my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

Murder one oh one, the hottest under the sun
I come from under the tummy, busting a
Or come from your garments, yo chest and your arm hit
Pow, one to the now you know he dead
Now you I play it, like a pro in the game
No better yet a in the hall 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
Wear a helmet when you bang it man and yo' brain
Cause the flow is spasmodic they call insane
That ain't a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know pimping
Eighteen how I'm living young'n that Bentley
Stunna' my Pa' so you know in me
Gotti my so don't go there wit' 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 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, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's 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 and cut the Carter 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 never harming young,
Fly wizzy my 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 hold on to this, uh go

Hold on let me hit the
So go, so go is the, this 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, cause my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J (Mannie that's a my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my
that's 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 will need a gas man
You snakes, stop hiding in the
Sooner or later cut it, now the blades in yo' ass
You homo getting Aids in the ass
While the homie here tryna get paid in
I'm staying on my I'm a bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit' me then I'm going find your
Niggas wanna eat cause they ain't ate
But wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'm a walk into the restaurant alone, out
behind just residue and bones
In your with Rugers to your dome
Like where the fuck you holding the coke, holding 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, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my
Call me when you wit' me go D-J