Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Wayne

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

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

Jae
Ay yo I been hittin' his phone and still get him
I know he ain't missin' he prolly hidden
Somewhere in a multi-million dollar
And Imma put his in the GPS pronto
I got a call the Mistress
Then I hit with the quickness

Gudda
What's
nothin' on my end
This hard to find like Bin Laden
Imma put him in the trunk since he like
Tie the nigga up make him comfy
And me and Lil Chuckee still ridin',

Lil
Axe in the trunk, when we find him curtains!

Gudda
Yeah for certain
He run upstate
Or he going get gag up
And taped

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

Lil
Im to reach Weezy, homeboy call back!

Lil
So I 30 minutes out of my time of day
to reach the President 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 chain gang
I been him too long I know he got money
He prolly on a jet to another country
Or matter he prolly chillin' in Miami
Wit' Reginae and them, chillin' with the
Get up in the six, it go Errr! make it
After commercial break!

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

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

Jae
understand it
In words copy copy
Hines - i want his DD9 and his Mazarati
He slick and he but he goin' get slopy
When we across him, Imma kimbo slice his body
Dwayne Carter's whereabouts is a get
We all on the label, we would never to to suspects

Lil
Good, 'cause I tryin' do no jail time!

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

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

Lil
up Gudda! You got me throwed!
'Cause I just him, he was in the Grove
But now he at the second line
up stuntin' all in the line
But then he spotted me he to make a run
But I took him down, advantage of being young
Run up to you, drag him to the
Everybody up, I got this nigga!

haha, yea