Luyện nghe bài hát We Dem Boyz (Remix)

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

[Hook: Mill]
Hold up, up, hold, up
We them
up, hold up, hold, up
We them
up, hold up, hold, up
We noise
Matter I'm a grown ass man, nigga, kill the noise

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

[Hook: Mill]

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

[Hook: Meek

3: French Montana]
(Haaan) We eating healthy,
Got your favourite asking for a selfie, nigga
(Haaan) You be serious
Deny my visa it's marriage up in Paris
Hold up, hold up, young gettin' money like Pappy Mason
up, hold up, young nigga grinding like [?]
And every time you see me I'm on TV, TMZ,
Bare bitch no bikini, Mussolini (haaan)
You talking to them
up, running out your mouth, niggas sniffing [?]
Hold up, hold up, getting dirty money yelling ''fuck the
up, I'mma 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

Meek Mill]

(Oh my God was amazing)
bitch know it