Luyện nghe bài hát Make Me Wanna

Free me see me throw da hatin'
Useless do sit keep da amazin'
Dont trip wont no whoopsie daisy
See da fallen off u halucinatin'
You wanna about paper lets do it baby
10 mil' at a time I'm use to
Tell em' mee maw jealous not Gucci
Goin hard in da spot like baby
Got sum true freaks wit me so cute in da
They lil bad ass call 'em my babies
M.D.M.A. twerkilatin'
I feed 'em dick feed me turkey bacon
Holla Sak pase get worth from
coupe 20 mil' what its worth today
Young tip Young Dro goin' da station
On da phone wit my lil turkey sayin dat...

I get so much money man these niggas cant me
BK double whopper so you know its cheesy
And I be so fresh I got these want to see me
Everytime I them haters talking I say freeze me
Oh you to freeze me
polo freeze me

Time time
Oh you need to me
polo freeze me
Time time

your head at?

Don't let the walls in on you
We can't live on, live on you
Don't let the cave in on you
We can't on, live on without you
Don't let the cave in on you
You get you give that much is true
let the walls cave in on you
You the world away from you

your head at?
(Where head at? Where your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
Where's head at?
(Where your head at? Where head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
your head at?
(Where your at? Where your head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)
Where's head at?
(Where your head at? Where head at? at? at? at? at? at? at?)

Flocka
Waka Waka





Waka Flocka

Brick
Gotta bitch (And) gotta mistress (whateva)
A couple girlfriends, I'm so rich
Keep my dick hard, and me smoking [coughing]
You'll get free shawty no jokin
Ey what I for? Flocka! (Brick Squad)
I'm a die for this man I swear to god
In the with some killers and some hood niggas (Whassup)
Where you at? Where trap? You ain't hood, nigga
Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my
Crips fuckin me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrrret)
in the Meeko freestyle off da dome
Brick Sqaud Waka Flame it's fuckin on!

I go hard in the muthafuckin
I go hard, i go, i go
I go in the muthafuckin paint
I go hard, i go, i go

Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Yuh)
Yuh (Yuh)

Richer the richest
We gettin it CM YM Cash Money business
Higher the ceiling fly like a bird hit the gucci store
And later get
We out with no roof on it
Them people passin so we smash on
out we keep the cash on deck
Lamborghini and the on the V-set
Louie lens out with the black diamonds
Car of the year Ferrari the new
No lie i'm higher than i ever
Born rich born born to win
loaded automatic 6 Benz
Candy foreign lights with my b-tch in
hustlin too big n-gga to size me up
Cant stop me more burn em up

Now wait a
(x5)
You you make me wanna
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop thangs
Pop, pop, pop thangs

You know give it to you

(Hey-Hey-A-Hey)

(Hey-A-Hey-A)
Hey-A-Hey-A)
(Hey-A-Hey-A)
Hey-A-A-Hey)
(Hey-A-A-Hey)

Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop those
Pop, pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop thangs
Pop, pop, pop