Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", me OK
Mister whip or not and get a half a pie, me OK
Mister if I'm talkin' you listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah three OK
Leave up out of with two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On that to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a before my bread, hey, now me OK

I'm a fool on that Avion, be on that liquor
Approach me if you want to, I will smoke ya like a
You know my game tizight you know all tizzop
day day, looking like two blocks
They ain't know when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, 40 says leggo
All my niggas is it, all my bitches is with it
One that's all, choppers pay him a visit
Real nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for
34 a unit, hundred, an O
Break 'em into zips, that's a hell of a flip
Had 'em now they gone, guess I'm takin' a

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, or die", that me OK
whip or not and get a half a pie, that me OK
Mister if I'm talkin' you should listen, is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah that's OK
Leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, me OK
Mister up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On that to the head, hey, but me OK
put a bitch before my bread, hey, now me OK

When L.A. Reid was in office made some up in Def Jam
If Jizzle ain't droppin', nigga, what the is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy up at Atlantic
Boss shit, might just drop my next on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready, Vice-prezzy and his
Got some shit up in my bezzy, So what ya sayin'? My is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah, the one on Belly
With a brown skin thing swear to God she look like
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin', plus you know a totin'
Keep that street nigga paper, band it, it ain't foldin'
First the XXL, about me in the Forbes
That's a long way from trappin' in 4-door Accord

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, or die", that me OK
Mister or not and get a half a pie, that me OK
Mister if I'm you should listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, that's three OK
Leave up out of here two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister re-in' up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, me OK
On Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a before my bread, hey, now me OK

can eyeball a seven, yeah you best believe without the scale
I just want the mansions and the riches, without the jail
You can me postman, don't go no where without some mail
In and out in 20 minutes, you best believe I'm bail
Put you on watches, put you on designer frames
Had you cashin' out, payin' for, you can't pronounce the
Had that Murcielago, it was green margaritas
Sold yayo, I albums, might as well sell some tequila
Dropped so many Lambos, thought I was a Lam
so many Rollies, niggas thought I owned the Rollie store
Snow it's been a while, you know them streets missed you
I eat, sleep, or shit without my mothafuckin' pistol

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", me OK
whip or not and get a half a pie, that me OK
Mister if I'm talkin' you should listen, is free OK
got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah that's three OK
Leave up out of with two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister re-in' up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, me OK
On Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
put a bitch before my bread, hey, now me OK