Luyện nghe bài hát Whoodeeni

Your means everything to you

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

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

institutionalized
My homie N.O., find his crib with the roof on the side
FEMA for an address, but ain't no mailbox
Nothing left to do out here but to sell
Now they got cellphones inside of the blocks
And my cousin on parole cause he sold
My cousin is so
you we have more soul than James Brown
Wearing a gold watch that obviously work
Used to go home and rob for homework
See if the chrome
call your girl to see if my phone work
I'm a hood star and the trophy is a gold
Mouth full of teeth
Niggas might end up obsolete if I'm four
Real nigga for real bed of new sheets
Bedroom floor filled up with the loose
is a war zone, me and a two-piece
Put another head on and make it a new
She be "ooh wee", I be like "ooh wee"
I myself so much I'm a groupie
know my verses is Pookie
Had 'em all strung out like a drug house
I'm in the booth I'm MJ with his tongue out
When I'm in the booth I'm Kanye a gun out
Run in mom house
Then I'mma sideways and burn out
All natural, I hope you got the out
I've been straightening shit
New came and tried to hate on that shit
I'mma use it now, I waiting on shit

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

Big drawers, the big drawers at?
I got a case of the little controlling the big head thinking
Played Honest Abe in the back of a
Chopped down a cherry, American Pie
day she was on my Snapchat sexting
Had her bunny hopping a ten seconds
Dear Lord, forgive a nigga, I've down with doubt
Had the frog legs, now I'mma this piggie out
Now Dave like to cuddle, but Dave don't play
Like Dave had the ring, listen, ain't say that
Courtships to door steps to gettin' ass, and if one of my broads
your feet off the grass, size eleven the gas
Mash that till we lay in the grass
She mellow like a picnic
If she the mermaid, give her the stick
First flight, shoot her out to the district
Wait, cancel the stallion, your horses
Kickstart your life and cut your
how we did 'em, ma, your boy still got it
I drinking, I quit the narcotics
a bitch, but she seeing a therapist
This hip-hop dilly to cameras, huh
We got and [?] to sit on
Bitcoins Vivian to bid on
But we
Never undermine the hate and turn the spell on evil forces
But this ain't the cha-cha
Been a rider ever since the Schwinn
The buck stops here, ain't no who's next

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