Luyện nghe bài hát Warning Remix

[mariah
this is a
this is a warning, it's a warning
warned you the time, warning you once again

[verse 1 uncle
me and gettin' money, ooh we gettin' paper
i ain't playin' i ain't playin, i'll smack the shit hater
i'm the streets, i'm the gutter, ooh i'm so
my main chick caught me cheatin', ooh i'm woods
remix remix, ooh i got a hit
in the club feelin' myself like ooh i'm the
i got brooklyn on my back, how i hold it down
i got up in heaven like, ooh he makin' me proud
i run new york right now, ooh this my
i just up one mornin', like ooh i'm wearin' the crown
oh they shook, oh nervous, ooh i got 'em scared
i'm 50 when he first came out, rapper careers (yeah)

[hook - carey]
this, is a warning (this is a warning)
warned you one time, warning you once again

2 50 cent]
e'rything 'till i blackout, ooh you gone get it
run, back'll be my target ooh i'm gone hit it
niggas see me the strap out, ooh they start snitchin'
fuck the wrong bitch raw, then it's oowoh you're pissin'
all i do is blow paper, ooh i get it
back to back, my two ferrari's, ooh i shitted
come bumpin' murda, ooh i make 'em sick
it's a warning, i'm tired of 'em kid
i tell the homies to drop 'em, not even the d's stop them
bottles and we pop 'em
scheme, we sit there and watch 'em
trust me move, or we got 'em
got gym stars in the chopper
my niggas pull 'em and pop 'em, click clack now your ass back

[verse 3 young
(lets go. yeah. look)
i said it's snow and uncle bitch (murda bitch), call me cousin chopper hoe
jizzle why they you that?
i let the chopper go (boom, boom, boom)
goin' down my shooting list, send a couple warnin' (yeah)
summers too bitch, i make a nigga mornin' (lets go)
i money, i gets money, ooh i'm havin' paper
man i'm fuck the plan, ooh these niggas haters (yeah)
man they thought that i was over, i'm ooh you niggas trippin'
i'm wink, loc, and brooklyn like, ooh these niggas crippin' (haha)
catch me out in harlem like, ooh these niggas
man them bitches see the roley like, whose your country (damn)
on the phone with the game i'm like, ooh too fakers
keep blowin' all this purp, they might ooh, we the lakers (yeah)
wrong with the streets? i'm like, ooh too many snitches
all around me in the club, i'm like who? too many (yeah)
i'm just sayin, why they i'm like ooh, they wanna be this
snow mizzle, uncle i'm like ooh this is the remix (what's up)