Luyện nghe bài hát Whoodeeni

Your means everything to you

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

Dance, freak, get out seat
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 roof on the
FEMA asking for an address, but ain't no
Nothing to do out here but to sell rocks
Now got cellphones inside of the cell blocks
And my cousin on parole he sold Glocks
My is so stuck
you we have more soul than James Brown
Wearing a gold watch obviously don't work
Used to go and rob niggas for homework
See if the work
call your girl to see if my phone work
I'm a hood star and the trophy is a vert
Mouth of gold teeth
Niggas might end up if I'm four deep
Real nigga for bed full of new sheets
Bedroom floor up with the loose leafs
is a war zone, me and a two-piece
Put another on and make it a new piece
She be "ooh wee", I be like "ooh wee"
I myself so much I'm a groupie
Everybody know my is Pookie
Had 'em all strung out like a drug house
When I'm in the booth I'm MJ with his out
I'm in the booth I'm Kanye with a gun out
Run in mom house
Then I'mma lean and burn out
All natural, I hope you got the out
been straightening that shit
New niggas came and tried to on that shit
I'mma use it now, I ain't waiting on

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

Big drawers, where the big at?
I got a case of the little controlling 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 bunny a quick ten seconds
Dear Lord, forgive a nigga, I've been with doubt
Had the frog legs, now I'mma knock this out
Now Dave to cuddle, but Dave don't play that
Dave had the ring, listen, Dave ain't say that
Courtships to steps to gettin' ass, and if it's one of my broads
Keep your off the grass, size eleven the gas
that potato till we lay in the grass
She like it's a picnic
If she the mermaid, give her the fish
First class flight, her out to the district
Wait, cancel the stallion, your horses
your life and cut your losses
Look how we did 'em, ma, your boy got it
I drinking, I quit the narcotics
Life's a bitch, but she seeing a
This done dilly to cameras, huh
We got and [?] to sit on
Bitcoins Maese to bid on
But we
Never undermine the hate and turn the spell on your forces
But this the cha-cha two-step
Been a ever since the Schwinn gooseneck
The buck stops here, there ain't no who's

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