Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

First tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", that me OK
whip or not and get a half a pie, that me OK
Mister if I'm talkin' you listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah that's OK
Leave up out of here two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister re-in' up with two phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On that to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a bitch my bread, hey, now me OK

1]
I'm a on that Avion, snow be on that liquor
Approach me if you want to, I will smoke ya a Swisha
You know my tizight you know that's all tizzop
Presidential day day, like two blocks
ain't know 2Pac when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, that 40 says
All my is 'bout it, all my bitches is with it
One that's all, choppers pay him a visit
Real fo' sho', got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, hundred, an O
Break 'em down into zips, a hell of a flip
Had 'em now gone, guess I'm takin' a trip

2]
When L.A. Reid was in office made history up in Def Jam
If Jizzle droppin', nigga, what the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy bossed up at
Boss shit, might just drop my next album on
I hope you bitches ready, Vice-prezzy and his Presi
Got some up in my bezzy, So what ya sayin'? My wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah, like the one on
With a skin thing swear to God she look like Kelly
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin', plus you a nigga totin'
Keep that street nigga paper, rubber it, it ain't foldin'
First the XXL, about me in the Forbes
That's a long way from trappin' in that Accord

3]
Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah you best without the scale
I just want the mansions and the riches, yeah without the
You can call me postman, don't go somewhere some mail
In and out in 20 minutes, you believe I'm makin' bail
Put you on designer watches, put you on frames
Had you out, payin' for, you can't pronounce the name
Had that Murcielago, it was green like
Sold yayo, I sold albums, might as well sell some
Dropped so many Lambos, thought I was a Lam
Dropped so many Rollies, niggas thought I owned the store
Snow been a while, yeah you know them streets missed you
I don't eat, sleep, or shit my mothafuckin' pistol