Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

[DJ
Young Money all 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 were do this one.
Ight, now you happy huh?
That?s what you been wantin? huh?
Okay, okay,
Go ahead

[DJ
See I don?t wanna be the Mixtape no more,
like the Mixtape President,
Odrama!
It was time for change,
I mean the game dry
So, I we going for re-election
So, me and Wayne gon? keep
So y'all can fly

[Lil'
a Big E beat,
And I'm a this bitch like piggy meat
Yeah,
You can get chopped,
Young bitch
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 lots
I pull up the like

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

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

I tell my niggas pick the out,
And I quickly pick the target off
volleyball, I'm a serve 'em,
And fake is pussy so nigga, I'm a virgin
Dr. Carter, them bitches I'm a surgeon
Cleaner than some 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 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 party
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 hatin' me up
But my crew holdin' duffle bags

[Lil'
Rockin' on the
And yeah, I hit my
I D-Town
Now the girls love me
V.I.C. to Vic
Yeah, They got silly
Twist, I get silly
I?m the king of the
Young Money, Young
Yeah, the kid in thang
Grown men in this
Can't compete with me

When I pull up in that red
(54's on the sittin' next to Lil' Wayne)
I'm a
I'm a dog
Yeah, yeah I rap
Mic in my
I run like Barber
You haters on the
And I be a
Going bad on you kids like I'm Carter
That's my little sister if you boys didn't
(Wait)
That's Weezy's
(So don't with her bro'!)
Cuz come find you in all kinds of cars
out
Young Money, D-town's all

It's
No
I'm
No
This
diet
Every milla fish
Squad
Like the guy from Verizon
righteous
So only right you meet the fugitive
McGiver

School
I was too
Than no license
You no high-fivin'
Nigga, roll the damn

My word play touch is the color great
My kick game so
They say them colors be fake
Never been
MTV, I
Quake your eyesight
My no mistake
Since the
Steak dinner
For the
My is like a Compton play
You can see it
breathe it
From a couple away
But away
Cuz I
Get
them tag-along
Let me
Get on a
gone
I'm off the like cordless phones
My identity so
think it's wrong
G.E.D. Money
Finish strong, so I'ma keep
My ligaments covered in green like general symbols on my
Like my was leather made
Leatherman
You ain't seen
a nun booty
None me

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

[DJ
to Hollygrove
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