Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

First tell ya "Motherfucker, trap or die", that me OK
Mister whip or not and get a half a pie, me OK
Mister if I'm talkin' you should listen, game is OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, that's three OK
Leave up out of here two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
Mister re-in' up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, 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 fool on that Avion, snow be on liquor
me if you want to, I will smoke ya like a Swisha
You know my game tizight you know that's all
Presidential day day, like two blocks
They ain't 2Pac when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, 40 says leggo
All my is 'bout it, all my bitches is with it
One call that's all, choppers pay him a
Real fo' sho', got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, hundred, an O
Break 'em down into zips, that's a 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 ain't droppin', nigga, what the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy bossed up at
Boss shit, just drop my next album on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready, Vice-prezzy and his
Got some shit up in my bezzy, So ya sayin'? My wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah, the one on Belly
With a brown skin thing swear to God she like Kelly
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin', plus you know a totin'
Keep that nigga paper, rubber band it, it ain't foldin'
the XXL, read about me in the Forbes
That's a long way from in that 4-door Accord

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