Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

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

Wayne]
Wait a
Wait a
a minute
See I ain?t know you gunna do this one.
Ight, now you motherfuckers huh?
That?s y?all you been wantin? huh?
Okay, okay,
Go Drama

[DJ
See I don?t wanna be the Mixtape no more,
More the Mixtape President,
Odrama!
It was definitely for change,
I the game been dry
So, I figured we for re-election
So, me and gon? keep runnin?
So niggas can fly

Wayne]
a Big E beat,
And I'm a cook this bitch like piggy
Yeah,
You can get chopped,
Young Money
Let the cork pop,
I will bat man,
Now go tell her stop
bitch, you do the wop
Well bitch, I do the
man, you do the drop
Well man, I do the
You up in parking lots
I pull up the like

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

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

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

I the skin that I'm in
Goose couldn't shake me up out of the Y.M.
Yack,
Goose,
'Tron,
gin
Got a couple crackin'
Let the party
I heard you call your a baller when the cameras on
If it trickin' cuz you got it
you trippin' on?
See, I'm a chick
You niggas hatin' me up with
But my crew holdin' bags bitches

[Lil'
on the scene
And yeah, I hit my
I boogy
Now the really love me
V.I.C. to Vic
Yeah, They got silly
Twist, I get silly
I?m the king of the
Young Money, Moula
Yeah, the kid in this
men in this game
Can't with me mayne

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

It's
No
I'm
No
This
diet
Every fish Friday
deep
Like the white guy Verizon
Gator
So only right you meet the fugitive
McGiver

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

My word play touch is from the great
My game so unreal
say them colors must be fake
Never made
MTV, I
Quake your very
My no mistake
the deal
Steak 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 tag-along
Let me
Get on a
gone
I'm off the hook cordless phones
My identity so
think it's wrong
G.E.D. Young
Finish strong, so I'ma keep
My ligaments in green like general symbols on my face
Like my was leather made
Louis
You ain't seen
Like a nun
None me

It's boys
man
I do it for the hatin'

[DJ
Shout to
Shout to the
304
Shout to
Philly