Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

[DJ
Young all stars on the way
Put the in the bag now hand it over

[Lil'
Wait a
Wait a
Wait a
See I ain?t know you gunna do this one.
Ight, now you happy huh?
That?s what y?all you been wantin?
Okay, okay,
Go Drama

[DJ
See I wanna be the Mixtape King no more,
like the Mixtape President,
Odrama!
It was definitely for change,
I the game been dry
So, I figured we going for
So, me and gon? keep runnin?
So y'all can fly

[Lil'
a Big E beat,
And I'm a cook this like piggy meat
Yeah,
You can get chopped,
Young Money
Let the champagne pop,
I bat your man,
Now go her short stop
bitch, you do the wop
Well bitch, I do the
Okay man, you do the
man, I do the yacht
You pull up in parking
I pull up the like

Macaroni and hamhocks,
I am not on your like Dr. Spock,

To my own tune,
Lil'
My stomach
My shit is dropping real
whom and whoever for whatever
That barrel longer than a word with ten
Now you it
I say Money bitch forever,
And we better than all mothafuckas up in this era
Know'm 'bout?

I my niggas pick the target out,
And then I quickly the target off
Like volleyball, I'm a 'em,
And being is pussy so nigga, I'm a virgin
Dr. Carter, tell them bitches I'm a
Cleaner some brand new detergent
Ya me?
And I make ya bitch get on the plane with Fergie
'em get on (Birdman Jr.'s birdy)

I love the that I'm in
Goose pimples couldn't me up out of the Y.M.
Yack,
Goose,
'Tron,
gin
Got a girls crackin'
Let the begin
I heard you call your self a baller the cameras on
If it trickin' cuz you got it
you trippin' on?
See, I'm a spoiled
You niggas hatin' me up with
But my crew duffle bags bitches

[Lil'
Rockin' on the
And yeah, I hit my
I boogy
Now the girls really me
V.I.C. to Vic
Yeah, both got silly
Twist, I get silly
I?m the of the city
Money, Young Moula
Yeah, the kid in this
men in this game
Can't compete with me

When I up in that candy red
(54's on the dash next to Lil' Wayne)
I'm a
I'm a dog
Yeah, I rap harder
Mic in my
I run like Marion
You on the sidelines
And I be a
bad on you kids like I'm Reginae Carter
That's my little sister if you didn't know
(Wait)
That's Weezy's
(So mess with her bro'!)
Cuz come find you in all kinds of cars
out
Young Money, all star

It's
No
I'm
No
species
Don't
Every milla Friday
deep
Like the white guy Verizon
righteous
So it's only right you meet the
McGiver

School
I was too
them no license
You gets no
Nigga, the damn dices

My word play touch is from the great
My game so unreal
They say colors must be fake
Never made
MTV, I
Quake very eyesight
My no mistake
Since the
dinner everyday
For the
My life is like a Compton
You can see it
Nearly it
From a feet away
But stay
Cuz I
Get
With them
Let me
Get on a
Period
I'm off the hook like phones
My so right
They think it's
G.E.D. Young
strong, so I'ma keep goin'
My ligaments covered in like general symbols on my face
my skin was leather made
Leatherman
You never seen
a nun booty
None me

It's boys
man
I do it for the homies

[DJ
to Hollygrove
Shout to the
304
Shout to
Philly