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

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

Gudda-
What's
nothin' on my end
This nigga 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 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 duck

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

Lil
Im tryin' to reach Weezy, call back!

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

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

Lil
When I find this guy, man I swear that it's
put his dread head under the Rover
Shhh... I'm it, and Imma take the Maybach
And Mr.G hot stiff now 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 Minaj goin' on them - geddit!

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

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

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

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

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

Lil
up Gudda! You got me throwed!
'Cause I missed 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 tried to a run
But then I took him down, of being young
Run up to you, drag him to the
hurry up, I got this nigga!

haha, yea