Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I think we got a
Yeahh...

[Verse 1: Lil
Big money in this if you didn't knew.
Big minus the business suit.
Even I look in the like is it you,
And I say I be the hottest if it isnt you.
fresh from my top to my tennis shoes.
New coop, no top, big shoes.
slipped, not even on the side of a swimming pool.
We get rid of Q,
We get rid of fools.
They said I couldn't football I was too small.
Yhey say I basketball I wasn't tall.
They say I baseball at all.
And now everyday of my I ball.
And say it ain't raining until someone assassinate,
And I feel MLK
Yeah... I a dream to be your worst nightmare,
And now meet the of the cartel.

2: Rick Ross]
I'm a satan, sitting on Lorenzzes.
And I really patient, picture the equation.
People taking pictures and they getting fragrant.
Flags down my spaceship, sergeant for a fragrance.
Yayo, Yayo, he wanna sniff the yayo, saucer on the hasa
In the casa to lay-low.
Make (money man) that the model for the mob,
Need a my model, get a model for the job.
Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster,
Nigga finger fuck you whole squad.
Forty spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you raid tax on them packs if you know
Bought a new crib, niggas feeling I hid.
3.2 but I did it for the kids.
More guns a pawn shop,
Got my arm rocked.
Keep the 760 double in the wrong spot.

huustling...

[Chorus: Lil
Yeah... You pay for this,
I remember when I used to for this.
This, is classic,
So this shit you might see again.
And we taxin, you don't want it leave it then,
And we taxin, you don't it nigga leave it then.
And we trying to see the pen,
a needle in a hay stack we ain't trying to see the pen.
This is a tax.

3: Young Jeezy]
(I don't ask them baby I tax em baby)
(Let's go)
imagine this,
No that.
me my sack like, goodluck getting back.
(Yeah...)
I'm like how the fuck I'm get outta there.
And if I'm not careful,
Leave em the same place find him there.
And I'm a winner if I make it the finish line,
food on the table like it's dinner time.
And this is what you stereotyping about?
Can you me my your dog keep sniffing my car?
Huh? Got the audacity to me a liar.
So what you got in trunk?
Oh, a spare tire.
You niggas blow,
I sold mine.
Like a bad crape, locking up in no time.
More time in the then I spent in the studio,
Case paradise and I talking about Coolio.
Can't lie, addicted to the odor
Got a ice Pepsi,
But thinking Coke-Cola.

Hahaha...

[Chorus: Lil

4: Trick Daddy]
I'm up early in the morning, and I'm in black.
Hold on, every I get dressed in black.
While half ass looking at my pants sagging,
I'm getting money, and my and black flagging.
dollar status, fully automatic.
Heavy on and even harder on the women.
If it for reverend,
I probably would and shit.
Pops, my papai, has already me.
Tied trapping, shit me to prison,
Got mad and went to savage so came to visit.
I gun powder,
So you got one hour to come up with damn dollar,
Or dun-dolla.
It cost a dogg,
when the players on your team,
Consider you as the hog.
You treat me Shaq,
And you Kobe but I say you owe me nigga.
But act you know me nigga.