Luyện nghe bài hát Boyz 2 Menace

[Intro: Gudda
that shit off at the front
Gudda!

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Sleep on me, I hope you die in sleep
No one's as me
I know my worth, so you pay me
Just that I am not cheap
On the road to
Tappin' my horn, so for the beep
Rippin' shit to pieces
No, I will not look out for the
out on the block
Got on my and rose to the top
I'm the man with the mop
50 disfigured his top, yes
I from the city of God
I around in the city like God
it out and still come back
Somebody, please tell me, are the odds?
On this mic I am a wizard, but is not Oz
Cold but hot, I can the summer to fall
I'm than y'all
Don't to me unless you talkin' 'bout paper
I'm some makers, no time for a neighbor
I'm New Orleans, yes, I am a gator
I'll do you a favor, and not do you a
'Cause if I do you a
And you don't come back with paper
have to lay hands on you
Like I'm you prayer
Eastside, we ain't it fair
You heard of the tortoise and hare?
I'm the gear
off in the back, bitch
But now I'm winnin', it's
Nigga, I'm

Lil Wayne]
For
(Blows smoke)

2: Lil Wayne]
I got my hoes on single drugs
Got my fattest hoes finger fucked
And my hoes is clean as fuck
And my nastiest hoes is neat as
Take your shoes off you walk inside
Take your shoes off before you cross the
I off on Father Time
Got my to go kidnap Daughter Time
to wet the party up, and whoever in it
Got one gun shoot for seven minutes
I'm shitting, niggas never spit it
I'm class, niggas' elementary
Repetition, that's the
I'm a Hot Boy air conditionin'
Shoot the gun with the left arm
George Jefferson in all minutes
Got a hot girl off
With a very sticky unhairy
In the right position, "You're consistent"
I sit there and like we talkin' business
I don't her out here filmin' niggas
I'd really rather have her from niggas
I really travel like a pilgrim,
Kush loud as Fred screamin' "Wilma!",
been takin' time out to count the bands
Break a promise in the land
Going zow off of zagga xans
the middleman to the Macho Man
I've been talkin' up in Diddy house
Went to Disneyland, talked to Mickey
Then I out how to figure out
What I was out, you figure it out
Got a trigger man with an hand
My bitches by my bitch's house
So party is a slumber party
Sky is the limit, in the clouds
While you runnin' round, run it up
You dumb it down, I ain't enough
I hit the and stunk it up
High down, plug comin' up
You hold me down, you gon' hold me up
You don't know me, but you know up
And the coke was cut with some extra
Showed her more than love, she shoulder-shrugged
She don't it's love, it's not important love
As long as we can keep the plug
Just let him bleed and the blood
Just let him be and the buzz
Pour it up, catch a sugar
full of rust, but it still bust
Bust as fuck, every bullet struck
a hundred holes, got a hole-in-one
Safe full as fuck, money full of
And I'm pulling up in "What the fuck?"
That's a muscle car, got me lookin'
If you enough, you a mussel, punk
That's a Bugatti on
Bugatti on
All-white like an
All these rings on, call me
From the to the Kevlar
Don't mean shit when head off
the top dog jump dead off
And we keep his for a memoir
I off with the head off
big Bruno on Mars
Sippin' Lone Star, turn a
To a star with a phone call
Hold up; murky, murky water,
Purple, purple rivers,
Floatin' ribbons, yeah
I'm cursed, but still religious,
I've been poppin' 10s,
'Cause my bitch pop all the 20s,
Why you on the skinnys, damn
I met Satan, he was chillin', up

Murky, water
Purple, rivers
Floatin' ribbons
I'm cursed but religious
Damn, take your off
Bitch, your road dog
Bitch, I feel O-Dog
Bitch, 2 Menace