Luyện nghe bài hát Go Dj

Yea, yea, yea
Grown ups in between, chil'ren and
Right about now its yo boy, ya heard, again D-J Mannie
Fre' err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh, fre' fresh err fresh

Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, that's my D-J
Go D-J, my D-J go D-J, yea
Wit' Weezy Wee, step up to the mic dude do do, ya heard

Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is to you
Courtesy of the man young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want out there to do for me is say this

Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my

one oh one, the hottest nigga under the sun
I come under the tummy, busting a Tommy
Or come from under your garments, yo chest and arm hit
Pow, one to the head now you know he
Now you know I play it, a pro in the game
No better yet a veteran in the hall of
I got medicine, I'm better than all the names
Hey its Cash Money Records man a gang
Put water on the track, fresh for all his flame
Wear a helmet you bang it man and guard yo' brain
the flow is spasmodic what they call insane
That even a motherfucking aim I get dough boy
And you already know pimping
Eighteen how I'm living young'n show that
Stunna' my Pa' so you that's in me
Gotti my mentor so don't go there me

Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my

Say go D-J, that's my D-J (this the carter)
Say go D-J, cause my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause that's my that's my

And I move like the Coupe traffic
Rush hour G-T Bent' is absent
Ya bitch present the music blasting
And she keep asking, "how it if its plastic?"
I her you see if ya boy run up,
She sat and cut the Carter back up, oh fa sho
Hey Big they better step they authority up
they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns
You niggas never young,
Fly wizzy my done, I'm done talking (shut up)
And I just begun, I been running my city like Diddy ya chump
I fly by ya in a foreign whip, on the throttle wit' a model bony
Pair of tits, her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit
here we go so hold on to this, uh lets go

Hold on let me hit the
So go, so go this is the, this is the, is the
is the, this is the, this is the, this is the Carter

Say go D-J, that's my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J (that my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J (Mannie Fresh a my D-J)
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my
that's my, cause that's my

Birdman put them niggas in a can
Leave 'em outside of your door I'm trash man
I'm steady lighting hash and riding in my jag
You will need a gas man
You snakes, hiding in the grass
Sooner or I'll cut it, now the blades in yo' ass
You niggas getting Aids in the ass
While the here tryna get paid in advance
I'm on my grizzy I'm a bonafide hustler
Play me or play wit' me then I'm find your mother
wanna eat cause they ain't ate nothing
But wanna leave when you say you out of mustard
So I'm a walk into the alone, leaving out
Leaving behind residue and bones
In your with Rugers to your dome
Like where the you holding the coke, holding your throat, choke

This, this, this, this, this, this, this,
This, this, this, this, this, this, is the Carter

Say go D-J, cause that's my D-J (an' my D-J)
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, that's my D-J
Say go D-J, cause my cause that's my
Call me when you fuckin' me go D-J