Luyện nghe bài hát Whip It

Okay, you aint shit
Its Weezy F baby a newborn bitch
You know shit
I put your girl to work now, heres a uniform

Pimpin over here and I Santa Clause
But yeah, I make it rain
out the ass
Yeah, money out the

Weezy at the
I could bunt it out of here safe as a
Aint no safety button on motherfucker
Where the motherfucker?

the case, Doc the judge
Weezy F the fury
Hang 12
Thats what I call a jury

Brung Bling Bling
I made that but I dont say that
As as [unverified] say that
Thats way

Boy you catch up
It of been mine, theys
hair, pretty eyes
Light skin, legs

ass, skinny stomach
Pretty feet, woman
Walking the street
I put her out my jeep

I save em, I slave em
They Weezy F
I bad grade em, I dont em
I em

100 on the chest, 100 on the arm
Rings so thick I cant make a fist
Nigga, how you do it
Cause I do it this

Yeah, and I do my Wayne
And every time I do it I do my
Yeah, and I just do my
And every I do it I do my thang

Kunta on my shit, nigga
Like I ate a plate of roots for
But I ate a of loot for dinner
Im in the sellin fruit to sinners

Like to Shaq, hey big spender
And do remember just Brenda
2 grand get ya four and a baby
Ima kill em when I drop like Im holdin a

F
The F is for forget the baby
And bitch, Ive hot
But you know me from Satan

And if Manning up
You better show me youre
But you aint ballin, no sir
Not

Bricks get shipped , get cut
Dr. Carter, Nip &
Yeah, but you could call me
But now watch me and my chain,

Yes, its me
Deuce on these he bitches
Flu
Flyer then Bird Coupe like a two

do you know?
I the streets bitch
And this is my
And you can eat

Got them girls in my bathroom their asses out
Cause Im fly like they passin out
We mashin out, we young
I got that 12 gauge dont me 1 2 ya

3 4 5 train bitch,
If you on my train, bitch, cho cho
you got my dick in your mizouth
And Ima do me, bitch, with you or

always right sometimes
And from the top everybody 19
And Im
The numbers lie

And if they makin Cadillacs
I Im gon die
And if the man
Dont have no more Ima cry

And if yif was a piff Id rather drink wine
Shit, Ima take my
Now, am I crazy or just
Cause Im tired of ballin

And I roll with my like its Harley party
And we roll with them choppers like its a Harley
We are all dressed in red like its a party
I was in New Orleans way before the Charlotte Hornets

Im an X man, bitch, I aint talkin
Put the dirty dishes in the
No pork but I get like a piggy bank
I spit backwash, sasquash

No back talk, I act
But I bet that money me
Your telling jokes
You got them diamonds
I got them sunny

I got money problems
Christopher Wallace
Fuck bitches, get
Young