Luyện nghe bài hát Warning Remix

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

[verse 1 uncle
me and mariah gettin' money, ooh we gettin'
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 chick caught me cheatin', ooh i'm tiger woods
after remix, ooh i got a hit
in the feelin' myself like ooh i'm the shit
i got brooklyn on my back, how i hold it down
i got biggie up in heaven like, ooh he makin' me
i run new york right now, ooh this my
i just up one mornin', like ooh i'm wearin' the crown
oh shook, oh they nervous, ooh i got 'em scared
i'm 50 when he first came out, ending rapper (yeah)

[hook - mariah
this, this is a (this is a warning)
you one last time, warning you once again

[verse 2 50
cool 'till i blackout, ooh you gone get it
run, your be my target ooh i'm gone hit it
niggas see me with the strap out, ooh they snitchin'
the wrong bitch raw, then it's oowoh when you're pissin'
all i do is blow paper, ooh i get it
to back, my two ferrari's, ooh i just shitted
come through bumpin' murda, ooh i 'em sick
it's a warning, i'm of warning 'em kid
i tell the homies to drop 'em, not the d's could stop them
and bottles we pop 'em
they scheme, we sit there and 'em
me they move, or we got 'em
got them gym in the chopper
my niggas pull 'em and pop 'em, clack now back your ass back

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