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
Mister if I'm talkin' you should listen, is free OK
Mister got two 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 'bout two phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
put a bitch before 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, like two blocks
They ain't know 2Pac he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, that 40 says
All my is 'bout it, all my bitches is with it
One call that's all, pay him a visit
nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, hundred, an O
Break 'em down into zips, 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 listen, game is free OK
Mister got two ones and two half ones, yeah that's three OK
up out of here 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 made some history up in Def Jam
If ain't droppin', nigga, what the fuck is Def Jam?
I you heard how your boy bossed up at Atlantic
Boss shit, might just my next album on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready, Vice-prezzy and his
Got some shit up in my bezzy, So what ya My wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah, the one on Belly
With a skin thing swear to God she look like Kelly
Two Rolls is how I'm rollin', plus you know a nigga totin'
Keep that street nigga paper, rubber band it, it foldin'
First the XXL, about me in the Forbes
That's a long way from trappin' in that 4-door

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 you should 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

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

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, game is OK
Mister got two ones and two half ones, yeah that's three OK
up out of here 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
put a bitch before my bread, hey, now me OK