Luyện nghe bài hát Whoa

My niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures, whoa whoa
niggaz, broke niggaz, not my niggaz, no no no
In the club we sippin' dom p, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa
Sexy goin' crazy 'cause the beat's like, whoa whoa whoa

Fresh out The Federal
To Bentley Coupes with the ceilings
the black widow, call me Miss White
I done been through it all, and fistfights
Crooklyn bitch, you go I get right
Back with a classic, now six mics
Can't me on the phone, then send a bitch a kite
Man, I it in heels or a pair of crisp Nikes

Stand behind Martin Luther King, but I'm more Malcolm X
Guerillas beatin' on they chest, get it on Malcolm X
Just keep the peace 'cause if show me disrespect
My niggaz put his soul to rest and I don't wanna see you
Champagne at my campaign, Kim for
Told you I'm the bitch from the escalator
And I trippin' off you rats and investigators
Get your envelopes, to address the haters

My niggaz, pull triggers, figures, whoa whoa whoa
niggaz, broke niggaz, not my niggaz, no no no
In the we sippin' dom p, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa whoa
Sexy ladies goin' crazy the beat's like, whoa whoa whoa

Me and my team, we to own casinos
So we can all cop dreams like
Come through in the oh-six
The feds tryin' to shut us down like
We keep it goin', man, we it goin', man
Won't stop, can't gotta it goin', man
See I do it for the fans, never understand
While they goin' off course, me I'm to the plan

the movement, it's a whole new crew
Fuck M.A.F.I.A., that chapter is through
Them faggots done did somethin' that can't undo
ridin' with 'em they can get one too
Coulda out to a one to three do
Still took it to trial, even though I
style, that's how we do it
I'll gangsters and got to prove it

My niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures, whoa whoa
niggaz, broke niggaz, not my niggaz, no no no
In the we sippin' dom p, sittin' lovely, oh, whoa whoa
Sexy ladies crazy 'cause the beat's like, whoa whoa whoa

Now a ain't a party 'til the Queen come through
You know where I go, man, the come too
up in the Phantom or the V-1-2
Lil' Kim's girl, even got her own shoe
In the club with my clique though, full of Cristal
In the jumpsuit, still a bad bitch though
Rose the ghetto it was hard from the get go
Then I showed the hood the world ain't just for rich folk
Get'cha dance up, BK stand up
to the dance floor, everybody hands up
Throw it up, get down, fellas your pants up
Ladies throw it back, tell that nigga man up

My niggaz, pull triggers, stack figures, whoa whoa
niggaz, broke niggaz, not my niggaz, no no no
In the club we sippin' dom p, lovely, oh, whoa whoa
Sexy ladies goin' crazy 'cause the beat's like, whoa whoa