Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

[DJ
Young Money all on the way
Put the party in the bag now hand it

[Lil'
a minute
Wait a
a minute
See I ain?t know you gunna do this one.
Ight, now you happy huh?
That?s what 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 mean the game dry
So, I we going for re-election
So, me and Wayne gon? runnin?
So niggas can fly

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

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

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

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

I love the skin I'm in
Goose pimples shake me up out of the Y.M.
Yack,
Goose,
'Tron,
gin
Got a couple crackin'
Let the begin
I heard you your self a baller when the cameras on
If it trickin' cuz you got it
What you on?
See, I'm a chick
You frontin' niggas me up with
But my crew duffle bags bitches

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

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 Marion Barber
You on the sidelines
And I be a
Going bad on you kids I'm Reginae Carter
That's my little sister if you boys know
(Wait)
That's Weezy's
(So don't with her bro'!)
Cuz we'll come find you in all of cars
out
Young Money, all star

It's
No
I'm
No
species
Don't
Every milla fish
deep
Like the guy from Verizon
righteous
So it's only you meet the fugitive
McGiver

School
I was too
Than no license
You gets no
Nigga, roll the damn

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

It's boys
man
I do it for the homies

[DJ
Shout to
Shout to the
304
Shout to
Philly