Luyện nghe bài hát Who You Gonna Call

Any give Sunday,
Oww, yo, yo, yo
Oh,
Zig-zigi-zig-zig, oh oh

Oh, you to be the man now
'Cuz you got cars, you got
You got yachts, you got diamonds, you got it all
Oh, you livin' right, heh
Well, let me ask one
you go broke, when you go broke
I bet those same friends, yo, don't with you no more
we go, uh

I was when no one knew your name
I was when you blew up, got large and had all the fame
Now how you do, uh
I was when everything had changed
You you the shit, big star on top of your game

Now who you gonna call nothing's right?
you call when your ass go broke?
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging you
And you that hot no more?

Now who you gonna call nothing's right?
Will you call when your ass go
Will you when you ain't got no friends hanging with you
And you ain't that hot no

Uh, I was there when you was on weed
I you dough, mo dough
You don't know to your need
What's it be
(Uh)
I was there, I was the air you
Until you a big star, no need for me

Now who you gonna call when right?
Will you call your ass go broke?
Will you call when you ain't got no friends with you
And you that hot no more?

Now who you gonna call when nothing's
Will you when your ass go broke?
Will you call when you ain't got no friends hanging you
And you ain't that hot no

Uh, do you call you fall, boy?
Call you ain't got boy?
They wanna roll with you
don't think you hot, boy
What to you, boy?
You are just a no-boy, now you no joy
we go

What to your Benz man?
happened to your rocks?
Six shots that you pop in your man
Now your is like shit stink
You let the maintain

You blew out your brains, man
What to your diamond rings?
You bling-bling time a nigga switch a lane
Beep, beep to feet man
a jeep man with no friends and no game, man
he is, uh

When right
Will you call when your ass go
Will you call when you ain't got no hanging with you
And you that hot no more?

Now who you gonna call when right?
Will you call when your ass go
Will you call you ain't got no friends hanging with you
And you that hot no more?

Call, yo, who you call, uh?
Yo, who you gonna call when your ass go
Them same friends who don't fuck you no more
Who you call, yo, who you gon'? Who you gonna call?
Who, who you gonna call? Who, who you call?
Heh, heh, where all friends now? Where your homies now?
When you was on top of game
wanted to hang around, huh

Heh, heh, but now that your ass gone
same friends don't want to fuck wit' you no more
Who you gonna call,
You better reality, baby
let the fame blow your brain, heh
Yo, yo, yo,

Never let the fame your brain
Yo, yo, yo
let the fame blow your brain
Here we go, uh ,and my sing, heh
Yo, uh, let the and the violins
And the trumpets, yo, yo, oh shit,