Luyện nghe bài hát Dinnertime

[Lil
I we got a problem
Yeahh...

1: Lil Wayne]
Big money in bitch if you didn't knew.
Big business minus the suit.
I look in the mirror like is it you,
And I say I must be the hottest if it you.
fresh from my top to my tennis shoes.
New coop, no top, big shoes.
Never slipped, not even on the side of a pool.
We get rid of Q,
We get rid of fools.
They said I play football I was too small.
Yhey say I could'ntplay basketball I tall.
They say I baseball at all.
And now of my life I ball.
And they say it ain't raining until assassinate,
And I feel MLK
Yeah... I have a dream to be worst nightmare,
And now the boss of the cartel.

2: Rick Ross]
I'm a satan, sitting on Lorenzzes.
And I seem patient, picture the equation.
People taking pictures and they really fragrant.
Flags my spaceship, sergeant searching for a fragrance.
Yayo, Yayo, he wanna the yayo, flying saucer on the hasa
In the casa to lay-low.
Make (money man) that the model for the mob,
Need a my model, get a model for the job.
Go hard, no job, hustler, no prob, poster,
Nigga what finger fuck you squad.
around spending doe, flipping for my?
Let you raid tax on them if you didn't know
a new crib, niggas feeling like I hid.
3.2 but I did it for the kids.
guns than a pawn shop,
Got my arm rocked.
Keep the 760 double parked in the spot.

huustling...

[Chorus: Lil
Yeah... You pay for this,
I when I used to pray for this.
This, is classic,
So this you might never see again.
And we taxin, you don't it nigga leave it then,
And we taxin, you don't it nigga leave it then.
And we trying to see the pen,
Like a needle in a hay stack we trying to see the pen.
is a luxury tax.

[Verse 3: Young
(I don't ask baby I just tax em baby)
(Let's go)
imagine 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 place they find him there.
And I'm a winner if I make it the finish line,
Putting food on the table like it's time.
And is what you call stereotyping about?
Can you tell me my your dog keep my car?
Got the audacity to call me a liar.
So what you got in your
Oh, just a tire.
You talked blow,
I sold mine.
Like a bad crape, locking up in no time.
More time in the kitchen I spent in the studio,
Case paradise and I ain't about Coolio.
Can't lie, still to the odor
Got a ice Pepsi,
But still Coke-Cola.

Hahaha...

[Chorus: Lil

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