Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

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

[Lil'
a minute
Wait a
a minute
See I ain?t know you were gunna do one.
Ight, now you motherfuckers happy
That?s what you been wantin? huh?
Okay, okay,
Go ahead

[DJ
See I don?t wanna be the King 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 Wayne gon? runnin?
So niggas can fly

Wayne]
a Big E beat,
And I'm a cook bitch 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
man, you do the drop
Well man, I do the
You pull up in lots
I pull up the like

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

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

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

I the skin that I'm in
pimples couldn't shake me up out of the Y.M.
Yack,
Goose,
'Tron,
gin
Got a couple girls
Let the party
I heard you call your self a when the cameras on
If it ain't cuz you got it
you trippin' on?
See, I'm a spoiled
You frontin' niggas me up with
But my crew holdin' duffle bitches

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

When I pull up in that red
(54's on the sittin' 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 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 we'll come find you in all kinds of
out
Young Money, D-town's all

It's
No
I'm
No
This
diet
Every milla Friday
deep
Like the white guy from
Gator
So it's only right you meet the
John

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

My word touch is from the color great
My kick so unreal
They say them must be fake
Never been
MTV, I
Quake your very
My fame's no
Since the
Steak everyday
For the
My life is like a play
You can see it
Nearly it
a couple feet away
But stay
Cuz I
Get
With them
Let me
Get on a
gone
I'm off the hook cordless phones
My so right
They it's wrong
G.E.D. Money
Finish strong, so I'ma goin'
My ligaments covered in green like symbols on my face
Like my skin was made
Leatherman
You never seen
Like a nun
None me

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

[DJ
Shout to
to the A-town
304
Shout to
wassup?