Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Wayne

Lil
Boy when we catch you, it's over
stunna can't save you on this one

Nicki
Yo yo yo
Yo, Imma show these girls how to 'em
Get 'em and then 'em
Like Brrr! 'em
See I'm the he the President
His name's Lil
But that's
Yo Millz Imma grab lil nigga by the dreadlocks
Kick in the door the chains and the dead lock

Jae
Ay yo I been hittin' his phone and can't get him
I know he ain't missin' he prolly just
Somewhere in a dollar condo
And put his life in the GPS pronto
I got a call the Mistress
I hit Gudda with the quickness

Gudda
poppin?
Ain't on my end
This hard to find like Bin Laden
Imma put him in the trunk since he like
Tie the up make him comfy inside
And me and Lil still ridin', lurkin'

Lil
Axe in the trunk, when we him he's curtains!

Gudda-
Yeah that's for
He run upstate
Or he going get gag up
And taped

Lil
Sittin' on the and I'm so insane
Tryin' to find Lil
I even call Mack
But no answer, no and no Wayne
I'm like a pimp without a cane
So I call Lil Chuckee sayin' "Dawg, you at?"

Lil
Im tryin' to Weezy, homeboy call back!

Lil
So I took 30 minutes out of my of day
Tryin' to reach the but it ain't goin my way

Lil
I'm on the scope for this busta named Wayne
When I catch him, no softness, man it's chain
I been him too long I know he got money
He prolly on a jet flyin' to country
Or matter fact he prolly in Miami
Wit' Reginae and them, chillin' the family
Get up in the six, it go Errr! make it
this commercial break!

Lil
When I find this guy, man I swear it's over
Imma put his dread under the Rover
Shhh... I'm it, and Imma take the Maybach
And Mr.G hot now back to you
Imma do what it do,
And the Bugatti blue
Boy hurt you
And all of a I started hushin' and huffin'
and puffin' wait a minute,
Nicki goin' bust on them - geddit!

Minaj-
Imma grab him by the and give him some good face
tie him up while I run up in the safe
Styrofoam cups, is gettin' at
I make my niggas tattoo on his back
Yo, Gudda, get the chainsaw we see him
Let lil nigga know he gotta pay for dem
'Cause Wayne think he ill since he copped that
Rollin' round with BBY he be stuntin' his daddy

Jae
Nick it
In other copy copy
Hines - i want his DD9 and his Mazarati
He and he cocky but he goin' get slopy
When we come across him, Imma kimbo slice his
Dwayne whereabouts is a must get
We all on the label, we would never to to suspects

Lil
Good, 'cause I ain't do no jail time!

Jae
Don't bout it Twist
Your alibi be the same as mine
And Nicki's and Gudda's and
We even get his black card and the pin if we lucky

Gudda
This runnin' out of time and I'm runnin out of patience
Time is money and his life he might pay
He in the studio, that's his rest haven
Show when we meet, and I'm what's craving
Imma drag this nigga to Houston and straight
down the Maybach and sit it on bricks
Snatch him slap him, hold him in his mansion
And transport, we need a million for his ransom

Lil
up Gudda! You got me throwed!
'Cause I just missed him, he was in the
But now he downtown at the second
Posted up all in the line
But then he spotted me he tried to a run
But then I took him down, of being young
Run up to you, him to the river
Everybody hurry up, I got nigga!

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