Luyện nghe bài hát Hittas

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

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

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

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

Clearly, Lil answers to no one

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

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

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

Jacida Carter]
He's a small child. And I just said he was a genius, you know what I'm sayin'? Which I used 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