Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I think we got a
Yeahh...

[Verse 1: Lil
Big money in this bitch if you knew.
Big business the business suit.
Even I look in the mirror is it you,
And I say I must be the hottest if it you.
Stay from my top to my tennis shoes.
New coop, no top, big shoes.
Never slipped, not on the side of a swimming pool.
We get rid of Q,
We get rid of fools.
They said I couldn't play I was too small.
say I could'ntplay basketball I wasn't tall.
They say I baseball at all.
And now everyday of my I ball.
And they say it ain't until someone assassinate,
And I like MLK
Yeah... I have a dream to be 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 pictures and they really getting fragrant.
Flags down my spaceship, sergeant for a fragrance.
Yayo, Yayo, he sniff the yayo, flying saucer on the hasa
In the casa to lay-low.
more (money man) that the model for the mob,
Need a blowjob my model, get a for the job.
Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster,
Nigga what finger you whole squad.
Forty spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you tax on them packs if you didn't know
Bought a new crib, feeling like I hid.
3.2 but I did it for the kids.
More than a pawn shop,
Got my arm rocked.
the 760 double parked in the wrong spot.

huustling...

[Chorus: Lil
Yeah... You pay for this,
I remember when I to pray 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 ain't to see the pen,
a needle in a hay stack we ain't trying to see the pen.
This is a tax.

[Verse 3: Young
(I don't ask baby I just tax em baby)
(Let's go)
Yeah this,
No that.
Gave me my sack like, goodluck back.
(Yeah...)
I'm like how the fuck I'm gonna get there.
And if I'm not careful,
Leave em the same place they him there.
And I'm a winner if I make it cross the line,
Putting on the table like it's dinner time.
And this is you call stereotyping about?
Can you tell me my your dog keep my car?
Huh? Got the audacity to me a liar.
So what you got in trunk?
Oh, just a tire.
You niggas blow,
While I mine.
Like a bad crape, locking up in no time.
More in the kitchen then I spent in the studio,
Case and I ain't talking about Coolio.
lie, still addicted to the odor
Got a ice Pepsi,
But still Coke-Cola.

Hahaha...

Lil Wayne]

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