Luyện nghe bài hát Hittas

[Intro: Pete & 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 this bad ass bitch birthday party recently. She's stupid thick
Mack in
in here
Scoob in with me

1]
Tell them hoes get they right, tell them niggas back up
Man, I heard the truth is hard to swallow, do you cups?
Used the rope to hang 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 music down, tell 'em put they apps up
'em throw they pride out, roll them windows back up
Money in the air, who say men can't jump?
Catch that nigga late night on the at a gas pump
Let me get the and the car once it's gassed up
make a sittin' duck stand up
I could let it blast, but I rather have one
'em bring my car around, tell 'em bitches lap up
Then them hoes get passed down, then them hoes get up
on this money to me feel like a cactus
I'm stickin' to this shit, you woulda not hop yo' ass up

Tell 'em, I got hittas (hittas woadie)
I got, yeah I got plenty
I got woadie (hittas woadie)
I got, I got plenty woadie (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, 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 the children snorin'
I'm lean out a glass, make me feel important
I made green in the past and now it's good as golden

Clearly, Lil Wayne to no one

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

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

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

[Outro: Jacida
He's a very small child. And I 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