Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

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

I'm a on that Avion, snow be on that 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 when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, 40 says leggo
All my niggas is 'bout it, all my 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, guess I'm takin' a

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 listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah that's 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 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 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 just drop my next on Atlantic
I hope you bitches 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
With a brown skin thing swear to God she look Kelly
Two Rolls is how I'm rollin', plus you know a nigga totin'
Keep that nigga paper, rubber band it, it ain't foldin'
First the XXL, read about me in the
That's a long way from trappin' in 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 listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah three OK
Leave up out of here with two bad ones, yeah, me OK
Mister re-in' up '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

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

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 you should 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 re-in' up '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