Luyện nghe bài hát Whoodeeni

Your means everything to you

bring the gun, why pull it?
Shoot words to see full of it
We the same place, land of the game face
Plug signs on the
Give props, yo, like a Joe package
illegal
How those kids can from out of the slums and live so regal
it all on a prayer to the ego
Before the loss we for the cause
Toast to the though my liver won't endorse
in time and my enzymes
Are in sync to the brink of armageddon
The bedding's over the mattress we lay with the
For social media to us
Watch them rap peers who don't back
Cause think we gon' snatch up their Twitter followers
some female type foolery
And females like glue to it
She know it, the of a poet
buy restraint to cover all the angles
A nopera of
See one got all you in your crew all confident with
We'll be jumping your square record
You be like "check it, they stretched the shit rectangles, damn!"

Dance, freak, get out your
Show me that you is a real
Get y'all, get up now
Everybody, everybody get
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,

Born
My homie from N.O., find his crib with the on the side
asking for an address, but ain't no mailbox
Nothing left to do out here but to rocks
Now they got cellphones inside of the cell
And my cousin on parole he sold Glocks
My is so stuck
Told you we have soul than James Brown
a gold watch that obviously don't work
Used to go home and rob for homework
See if the chrome
Might call girl to see if my phone work
I'm a hood star and the is a gold vert
Mouth full of gold
might end up obsolete if I'm four deep
Real for real bed full of new sheets
Bedroom floor up with the loose leafs
This is a war zone, me and a
Put another head on and it a new piece
She be "ooh wee", I be like "ooh wee"
I love myself so much I'm a
Everybody know my is Pookie
Had 'em all strung out like it's a house
When I'm in the booth I'm MJ his tongue out
When I'm in the booth I'm Kanye a gun out
Run in your mom
Then lean sideways and burn out
All natural, I you got the perm out
I've been straightening that
New niggas and tried to hate on that shit
I'mma use it now, I ain't waiting on

Dance, freak, get out your
Show me that you is a real
Get y'all, get up now
Everybody, everybody get
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,

Big drawers, where the big at?
I got a case of the little head the big head thinking
Honest Abe in the back of a Lincoln
Chopped down a cherry, Pie varied
day she was on my Snapchat sexting
Had her hopping a quick ten seconds
Dear Lord, forgive a nigga, I've been down doubt
Had the legs, now I'mma knock this piggie out
Now Dave to cuddle, but Dave don't play that
Like Dave had the ring, listen, Dave ain't say
to door steps to gettin' ass, and if it's one of my broads
Keep your feet off the grass, size the gas
Mash that potato we lay in the grass
She like it's a picnic
If she the mermaid, give her the fish
First flight, shoot her out to the district
Wait, cancel the stallion, your horses
Kickstart your life and cut your
Look how we did 'em, ma, your boy got it
I quit drinking, I quit the
Life's a bitch, but she seeing a
This done dilly to cameras, huh
We got and [?] to sit on
Vivian Maese to bid on
But we
Never undermine the hate and the spell on your evil forces
But this the cha-cha two-step
a rider ever since the Schwinn gooseneck
The buck here, there ain't no who's next

Dance, freak, get out your
Show me that you is a real
Get y'all, get up now
Everybody, get down
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,