Luyện nghe bài hát We Dem Boyz (Remix)

[Intro:
Hold up, up, hold, up
Hold up, up, hold, up
We dem
(Yeah, ayo, this shit up
Ayo what up
You knew someone had to motherfucking this shit)

[Hook: Meek
up, hold up, hold, up
We boyz
Hold up, up, hold, up
We boyz
up, hold up, hold, up
We noise
Matter fact I'm a ass man, nigga, kill the noise

[Verse 1: Meek
Been in the corner and the street
Nothing can come in
Me and my money, I get to the money
I flip that money, a fuckin' machine
Look at the haters, I see that hate us
A pull up inside, what's G? What's happenin' fly?
Leave with bitch she won't tell you goodbye
Like hold up, a minute
Pussy so good I stayed up in it
It was so that I paid to hit it
I to visit, got paid to visit
I through the club with a parade of niggas
You are not liked cause you paid them
I'm in L.A with them Haiti
Mexican, Blood, and [?] niggas
hold up
We was them niggas before them was signed
up
Checking them windows you knew they was for
up
Me and my niggas we run through money, it's nothin'
You was that talk all summer
for niggas with large numbers

[Hook: Meek

2: Diddy and (Meek Mill)]
Hold up, hold up, pop the
Hold up, I sip like it's Moscato
Hold up, hold up, I like blasian and mulatto
Hold up, what the fuck? You got this in your serato?
Hold up, my neck looking like I something
Got your rapper asking ''can I hold something?''
In the back of the back and we in the back in the backseat, the coming
(When the racks and the racks and the stacks and the stacks and the comin' )
Give me head, I she know something
Screaming that ''I love you, papi, like my own
I got old spending all this old money
Bread been sitting out so long I call it money
Hold up, wait a
(We here, nigga, look at the way that we pay for niggas
Feel a bus 'cause I paid you niggas)
Paid you niggas, you niggas
(I'm to start making you pay for bitches)
Turning my up, raised you niggas, it's Diddy

Meek Mill]

[Verse 3: French
(Haaan) We healthy, nigga
Got your favourite rapper asking for a selfie,
(Haaan) You be serious
Deny my visa it's marriage up in Paris
Hold up, hold up, young gettin' money like Pappy Mason
Hold up, hold up, young grinding like [?]
And time you see me I'm on TV, TMZ, Lamborghini
Bare bitch with no bikini, (haaan)
You to them boys
Hold up, running out mouth, niggas sniffing [?]
Hold up, hold up, getting dirty money ''fuck the Forbes''
Hold up, keep it wavy 'til they free my boys
(Who that, Max B?) Yeah, that's my boy
up, dreamteam, nigga, we them boys
Wait a
Chinx, Meek, Dirt, Puff, nigga, we the

[Hook: Mill]

(Oh my God was amazing)
Your know it