Luyện nghe bài hát Hittas

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

1]
Tell them hoes get they mind right, them niggas back up
Man, I heard the truth is to swallow, do you have cups?
Used the rope to myself to tie a money bag up
Tell 'em get they iron right 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 they pride out, roll them windows back up
Money in the air, who say white men can't
Catch that nigga late night on the at a gas pump
Let me get the and the car once it's gassed up
AK-47 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 to me feel 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, I got plenty woadie
I got woadie (hittas woadie)
I got, yeah I got woadie (plenty woadie)

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

Clearly, Lil Wayne to no one

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

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne &
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 not kidders, that's my niggas
You got niggas but they not hittas, they got
They get hit up, I'm placin' on your niggas
Takin' bidders, you'll pay niggas, don't a difference
I got shooters, on pharmacutals, they and brutal
Armed intruders, 'cause we don't doo-doo, we drop
I got sprayers, all type of sprayers, we gon' need
I got paper, on top of paper, we need rulers
I'm effective, been doin' since Roman numerals
Strong as sumo, we armed as usual, my hungry
Charleston you, bazookas 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

[Outro: Carter]
He's a very 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