Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", me OK
Mister or not and get a half a pie, that me OK
if I'm talkin' you should listen, game 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 re-in' up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, me OK
On Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a bitch my bread, hey, now me OK

I'm a fool on that Avion, snow be on liquor
Approach me if you to, I will smoke ya like a Swisha
You know my game you know that's all tizzop
Presidential day day, looking like two
ain't know 2Pac when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, that 40 says
All my is 'bout it, all my bitches is with it
One call all, choppers pay him a visit
Real nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for
34 a unit, hundred, an O
Break 'em down zips, that's a hell of a flip
Had 'em now they gone, I'm takin' a trip

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, or die", that me OK
Mister whip or not and get a a pie, that me OK
Mister if I'm talkin' you should listen, game is 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 Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a bitch my bread, hey, now me OK

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

First tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", that me OK
Mister or not and get a half a pie, that 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
up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister re-in' up with two phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a before my bread, hey, now me OK

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

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, or die", that me OK
Mister whip or not and get a a pie, that me OK
if I'm talkin' you should listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, that's three OK
up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister re-in' up '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