Luyện nghe bài hát Hittas

[Intro: Pete Ross & Lil
Is it true you performed with Willie Nelson at the Music Awards?
I don't know, but I know I did perform at this bad ass bitch birthday party recently. She's stupid thick
in here
Pooh in
Scoob in here me

1]
Tell them hoes get they mind right, them niggas back up
Man, I heard the is hard to swallow, do you have cups?
Used the rope to hang to tie a money bag up
Tell 'em get iron right before Iron-Man come
'em bring my car around, tell 'em bitches lap up
I'ma cut this music down, tell 'em put apps up
Tell 'em throw they out, roll them windows back up
Money in the air, who say white men can't
Catch nigga late night on the phone at a gas pump
Let me get the phone and the car once gassed up
AK-47 a sittin' duck stand up
I let it blast, but I much rather have one
'em bring my car around, tell 'em bitches lap up
Then them hoes get passed down, then them get passed up
Sittin' on this money to me like a cactus
I'm stickin' to this shit, you woulda not hop yo' ass up

Tell 'em, I got woadie (hittas woadie)
I got, yeah I got plenty
I got woadie (hittas woadie)
I got, yeah I got woadie (plenty woadie)

2]
I got hittas woadie, yeah I got plenty
And they just wait for the word, this shit Wheel of Fortune
Goddamn, these snitches nosy, goddamn, these nosy
Nigga, I'm a ass that semi, call me semicolon
Yeah I got woadie, yeah I got plenty woadie
kick the door and kill yo' ass and leave the children snorin'
I'm sippin' lean out a glass, make me important
I made green in the past and now it's good as golden

Clearly, Lil Wayne to no one

I got woadie
I got, yeah I got plenty (plenty woadie)
I got woadie (hittas woadie)
I got, yeah I got plenty

[Verse 3: Lil & Drake]
I'm so lifted, I'm so
I wrote my in hieroglyphics (in hieroglyphics)
Weezy, where you The people miss you

I got hittas and they not kidders, that's my
You got but they not hittas, they got jitters
They get hit up, I'm placin' figures on niggas
Takin' bidders, pay niggas, don't make a difference
I got shooters, on pharmacutals, armed and brutal
Armed intruders, 'cause we doo-doo, we drop conclusions
I got sprayers, all type of sprayers, we gon' Google
I got paper, on top of paper, we gon' rulers
I'm effective, been doin' numbers since Roman
Strong as sumo, we armed as usual, my hungry
Charleston Chew you, chew you, just like bazookas
Don't confuse 'em, we only hittas, y'all humans
Don't get hit up, (hit up, woadie, hit up, woadie)
'Cause I got woadie

Jacida Carter]
He's a very small child. And I just said he was a genius, you know what I'm sayin'? Which I to pray, and ask the Lord to send me one. You know, he did. He's so smart, I can't teach him nothin'. He's done been here before