Luyện nghe bài hát My Weezy

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

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

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

Wayne]
a Big E beat,
And I'm a this bitch like piggy meat
Yeah,
You can get chopped,
Money bitch
Let the cork 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 up in parking lots
I pull up the dock

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

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

I my niggas pick the target out,
And then I quickly the target off
volleyball, I'm a serve 'em,
And fake is pussy so nigga, I'm a virgin
Dr. Carter, tell them bitches I'm a
Cleaner than 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 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 self a baller the cameras on
If it trickin' cuz you got it
What you on?
See, I'm a spoiled
You frontin' niggas hatin' me up
But my crew duffle bags bitches

[Lil'
Rockin' on the
And yeah, I hit my
I D-Town
Now the girls really 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 thang
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, yeah I rap
Mic in my
I run Marion Barber
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 don't mess her bro'!)
Cuz we'll find you in all kinds of cars
out
Young Money, all star

It's
No
I'm
No
This
Don't
milla fish Friday
Squad
Like the white guy Verizon
righteous
So it's only you meet the fugitive
John

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

My word touch is from the color great
My kick so unreal
They say colors must be fake
Never been
MTV, I
Quake your eyesight
My no mistake
Since the
Steak dinner
For the
My life is like a play
You can see it
breathe it
From a feet away
But stay
Cuz I
Get
them tag-along
Let me
Get on a
gone
I'm off the hook like phones
My identity so
They think it's
G.E.D. Money
Finish strong, so keep goin'
My ligaments covered in green like symbols on my face
Like my skin was made
Louis
You ain't seen
a nun booty
None me

It's only
man
I do it for the homies

[DJ
Shout to
to the A-town
304
to Harlem
Philly