Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

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 whole and two half ones, yeah that's 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
put a bitch before my bread, hey, now me OK

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

First tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", that me OK
whip 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 and two half ones, yeah that's three OK
Leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, me OK
Mister re-in' up with 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 ain't droppin', nigga, what the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy bossed up at
Boss shit, might drop my next album on Atlantic
I really hope you ready, Vice-prezzy and his Presi
Got some shit up in my bezzy, So what ya My wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah, the one on Belly
a brown skin thing swear to God she look like Kelly
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin', you know a nigga totin'
Keep that street paper, rubber band it, it ain't foldin'
First the XXL, read me in the Forbes
That's a way from trappin' in that 4-door Accord

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, game is OK
Mister got two whole and two half ones, yeah 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

Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah you best believe without the
I just want the and the riches, yeah 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 designer watches, put you on frames
Had you cashin' out, for, you can't pronounce the name
Had Murcielago, it was green like margaritas
Sold yayo, I sold albums, might as well sell tequila
Dropped so Lambos, thought I was a Lam ambassador
Dropped so many Rollies, niggas thought I owned the Rollie
Snow it's been a while, yeah you them streets missed you
I don't eat, sleep, or shit without my pistol

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