Luyện nghe bài hát Where's Wayne

Lil
Boy when we you, it's over wit'
Even stunna save you on this one

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

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

Gudda
What's
Ain't on my end
This nigga hard to find like Bin
put him in the trunk since he like hiddin'
Tie the nigga up him comfy inside
And me and Lil Chuckee ridin', lurkin'

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

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

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

Lil
Im tryin' to reach Weezy, call back!

Lil
So I 30 minutes out of my time of day
Tryin' to 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 it's chain
I been around him too I know he got money
He prolly on a jet to another country
Or matter fact he prolly chillin' in
Wit' Reginae and them, chillin' the family
Get up in the six, it go Errr! it skate
After commercial break!

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

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

Jae
understand it
In words copy copy
Hines sight - i his DD9 and his Mazarati
He slick and he but he goin' get slopy
When we come him, Imma kimbo slice his body
Dwayne Carter's whereabouts is a get
We all on the label, we would to turn to suspects

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

Jae
worry' bout it Twist
Your alibi goin' be the as mine
And Nicki's and Gudda's and
We might even get his card and the pin if we lucky

Gudda
This nigga runnin' out of time and I'm runnin out of
Time is money and his he might pay wit'
He prolly in the studio, his rest haven
Horror Show when we meet, and I'm craving
Imma drag this nigga to and straight flip
Strip the Maybach and sit it on bricks
Snatch him slap him, hold him in his mansion
And call transport, we need a 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 to make a run
But then I took him down, of being young
Run up to you, drag him to the
Everybody hurry up, I got nigga!

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