Luyện nghe bài hát Whip It

Okay, you aint know
Its Weezy F baby like a bitch
You know shit
I put your girl to work now, a uniform bitch

Pimpin over here and I aint Santa
But yeah, I make it rain
out the ass
Yeah, money out the

at the plate
I could it out of here safe as a motherfucker
Aint no safety button on this
Where the safe

Thats the case, Doc the
F the ample fury
Hang 12
what I call a hung jury

Brung Jerry Bling
I made but I dont even say that
As much as say that
way back

Boy you catch up
It must of mine, theys
Long hair, pretty
skin, fine legs

Phat ass, stomach
feet, pretty woman
Walking down the
I put her out my jeep

I save em, I slave em
They want F
I bad em, I dont degrade em
I em

100 on the chest, 100 on the arm
Rings so thick I cant even a fist
Nigga, how you do it
I do it like this

Yeah, and I do my Wayne
And time I do it I do my thang
Yeah, and I just do my
And every time I do it I do my

Kunta on my shit, nigga
Like I ate a plate of for dinner
But I ate a plate of loot for
Im in the sellin fruit to sinners

Like to Shaq, hey big spender
And do remember just like
2 grand still get ya and a baby
Ima kill em when I drop like Im a baby

F
The F is for dont forget the
And bitch, Ive hot
But you dont know me from

And if youre up
You better me youre Peyton
But you aint ballin, no sir
Not

get shipped , bricks get cut
Dr. Carter, Nip &
Yeah, but you could me Wayne
But now me and my chain, gang

Yes, its me
Deuce Bigalow on these he
Flu
Flyer then Bird Coupe like a two

What do you
I know the bitch
And is my toilet
And you can eat

Got them girls in my bathroom with asses out
Im fly like flyers they passin out
We mashin out, we young
I got that 12 dont make me 1 2 ya

3 4 5 train bitch,
If you on my train, bitch, cho cho
Like you got my dick in your
And Ima do me, bitch, with you or

Shit right sometimes
And from the top look 19
And Im
The dont lie

And if they makin Cadillacs
I Im gon die
And if the man
Dont no more onions Ima cry

And if yif was a piff then Id drink wine
Shit, Ima take my
Now, am I crazy or just
Cause Im of ballin darlin

And I roll with my riders its Harley party
And we with them choppers like its a Harley party
We are all dressed in red its a scarlet party
I was ballin in New Orleans way before the Hornets

Im an X man, bitch, I aint talkin
Put the dirty dishes in the
No pork but I get paid like a piggy
I spit backwash, sasquash

No back talk, I act
But I bet that money me
Your jewelry telling
You got them diamonds
I got them diamonds

I got them money
Christopher Wallace
Fuck bitches, get
money