Luyện nghe bài hát Carter 4

I big, ya know what I mean
Like not, not big in the of weight
You know what I mean like weight
Or, nothin' like that, like,
Know I mean like, uhhh (sigh)
I you were lookin' for me?

[Chorus - Lil
(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me have you been?) Eheh, You know
(Cause they've been asking, been searching)
been wondering why?) I know, eheh
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey,
(Tell me have you been?) Shitt, you know
(Cause they've asking, they've been searching)

been wondering why?) Hahaha

[Verse 1 - Lil Yeah
To you forever, me to you
I heard say "Chuuch!" I'ma need a suit
I'ma need a Coupe, I need a roof
Flyer Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice
I got the flow, I'm see the roof
Didn't a buttletproof, so I got
and you can see the proof
Blind eyes could look at me and see the
if Stevie do? But I'ma leave it to
God, not Beaver, you
Cause I'ma murder, why I kill O and you
Man, I got hatin' on me cause

I'm hotter the Sun
Got Spring hatin' on me cause I never sprung
hatin' on me cause I'm colder than ya'll
And I would never, I would never, I never fall
I'm being by the seasons
So fuck who hatin' for no reason

- Lil Wayne]
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where you been?) Around
the world and I'm again!
(Cause they've been asking,
been searching) Who's been 'bout me?
They've been why?)
ya wonder-erin'! Hah!

(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?)
the now I'm back again!
(Cause they've asking, they've
been searching) Who's been askin' me?
They've been why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'! Ha

2 - Lil Wayne] Yeah
I been in and out the bitch
While ya'll asshole niggas been on the shit
I 'em, and watch 'em go down the drain quick
Two words you never "Wayne Quit!"
Cause win, and they lose
I call 'em babies, cause they fools
And when snooze, We up!

up like a, Parap-liguck
Or, I parallel park
In that red and yellow thing, old school Hawk
Like I'm from Colli' Park, but I'm Holleygrove
Now all my bloods "Zoowoo! and Dadda-do!"
I my role, and I play it well
And I wear it well, on my scale
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy it there
I don't want it, I don't even

[Chorus - Young!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where you been?) Around
the world now I'm again!
(Cause they've asking, they've

been searching) Who's askin' 'bout me?
been wondering why?) Incase ya wonder-erin'!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him!
(Tell me where have you been?)
the world now I'm again!
(Cause been asking, they've
searching) Who's been askin' 'bout me?
They've been wondering why?) ya wonder-erin'!

3 - Jay-Z] Shyea
I'm right here, in my
With my crown and my
B, as I share
Mic time my heir
Carter, go farther

Go further, go
Is not why we came?
And if not, then why
Show no mercy in Marcy, loggers
And far from being the bastard Marcy had fathered
Now my name's mentioned with the Martyrs
The and the Pac's, and the
Marley's and the
Govi, got me a molitell
Flow, even if you box well, can't stop the
Kaboom! The Roc Boy in the
The Dopebwoyy came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on
Pilot, but guys just, stare at my
I see Euros, right, plural
I so much change from this Rap game it's your go Young!

(Hey Mr. Carter)

4 - Lil Wayne]
It's my go,
And I'ma go so of soft
Off the richter,
The Man Randy Savage, far from average
Above Flow, so, pro
I know, I ride and when I pass
say "Whaddup killa man?" Stop bringing up my past
And next you mention Pac, Biggie, or Jay-Z
forget Weezy Baby!

[Chorus - Lil

(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me have you been?) Yeah
(Cause they've been asking, been searching)
They've been why?) Haha
(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me have you been?) Hova!
(Cause they've asking,
they've been searching)
They've wondering why?) Baby!
(Choir - to finish)
(Hey Mr. Carter)
(Tell me have you been?) I been hustlin'
(Cause they've asking, they've
searching) Hustlin' hard
They've wondering why?) Chyeaa

[Outro - Lil

And I swear to everything, when I this earth
It's gon' be on both feet, never knees in dirt
And you can try me fucker, but when I it hurt
Ahh, we'll two lives, yours and mine
Gimme any amount of time, don't let Miss Carter
At the Funeral Parlor, drippin' down my sleeve
Gimme any amount of time,
let Miss grieve...