Luyện nghe bài hát Whoodeeni

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Bullet bring the gun, why it?
Shoot words to see who's of it
We from the same place, land of the face
Plug on the jackets
Give props, yo, a Prop Joe package
It's
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
Toast to the life my liver won't endorse
in time and my enzymes
Are in sync to the brink of armageddon
The bedding's over the we lay with the actress
For media to swallow us
Watch rap peers who don't reply back
Cause think we gon' snatch up their Twitter followers
That's some female foolery
And your females like 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 crew all confident with
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, get down
Whoodeeni, whoodeeni,

Born
My homie from N.O., his crib with the roof on the side
FEMA for an address, but ain't no mailbox
Nothing left to do out but to sell rocks
Now they got cellphones inside of the cell
And my cousin on parole cause he Glocks
My cousin is so
you we have more soul than James Brown
Wearing a gold watch that don't work
Used to go and rob niggas for homework
See if the chrome
call your girl to see if my phone work
I'm a hood and the trophy is a gold vert
full of gold teeth
Niggas might end up if I'm four deep
Real nigga for bed full of new sheets
floor filled up with the loose leafs
This is a war zone, me and a
Put another head on and it a new piece
She be like "ooh wee", I be "ooh wee"
I myself so much I'm a groupie
Everybody know my verses is
Had 'em all strung out like it's a house
When I'm in the booth I'm MJ with his out
When I'm in the booth I'm Kanye a gun out
Run in your mom
Then I'mma lean sideways and out
All natural, I hope you got the out
I've straightening that shit
New came and tried to hate 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, the big drawers at?
I got a case of the little head the big head thinking
Played Honest Abe in the of a Lincoln
Chopped a cherry, American Pie varied
Next day she was on my Snapchat
Had her bunny a quick ten seconds
Dear Lord, forgive a nigga, been down with doubt
Had the frog legs, now knock this piggie out
Now Dave like to cuddle, but Dave play that
Dave had the ring, listen, Dave ain't say that
Courtships to door to gettin' ass, and if it's one of my broads
Keep your feet off the grass, size the gas
Mash that potato till we lay in the
She mellow like it's a
If she the mermaid, her the fish stick
First class flight, her out to the district
Wait, cancel the stallion, hold your
Kickstart your life and cut 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 hip-hop done 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 your forces
But this the cha-cha two-step
Been a rider ever since the gooseneck
The buck stops here, there ain't no who's

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