Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Carter

Yo! Yo Joint Inf' did
This right is crazy
I-I big! You-know what I
Not, not big in the sense of weight, you know what I
Like gaining or, nothing like that
Like colossal, you know what I mean? Like, ahh
I heard you looking for me

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hello!
(Tell me have you been?)
Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha
(They been asking, they been searching, they been why)
Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Hey, Hello!
(Tell me have you been?)
Shit, you know! Ha ha ha
(They been asking, they been searching, they been why)
Ha ha ha!

Yeah, to you, forever, me to you
I heard say church, I'ma need a suit
I'ma need a coupe, I wont a roof
Flyer Beetle juice, Beetle juice, be-the-juice

I got the floor, I'm tryna see the
wear a bulletproof
So I got shot and you can see the
Blind eyes guide me and see the truth
if Stevie do?

But I'ma it to God, not Beaver, neither you
Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and even
Man, I got Summer hating on me cause I'm hotter the sun
Got Spring on me cause I ain't never sprung

Winter hating on me cause I'm colder than
And I would never, I never, I would never Fall
I'm being hated by the
So ya'll who hating for no reason!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me have you been?)
Around the and I'm back again!
(They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why)
Who's been asking about me? In you're wondering
Haa!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me have you been?)
Around the world and now I'm again!
(They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why)
Who's been asking me? In case you're wondering
Haa!

Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch!
While all ya'll asshole been on the same shit, I flush
And it go down the drain quick
Two you will never hear, "Wayne Quit"

Cause win, and they lose
I call them Babies, cause they Fools
And they snooze, we up
up, like a paraplegia

Or paraplegic, I park
In a red and yellow thang, old Atlanta Hawk
Like I'm from Collipark, but I'm Hollygrove!
Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"

I my role and I play it well
And I wear it well on my Libra
I suck a pussy, fuck a pussy, it there
hair don't even care

Young!
(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
Around the and now I'm back again!
(They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why)
Who's been about me? In case you're wondering

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me have you been?)
Around the world and now I'm again!
(They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why)
Who's been asking about me? In you're wondering

Cheah! I'm cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my dear
Queen Bee, as I share mic time with my
Young Carter, go farther, go further, go
Is not why we came? And if not, then why bother?

Show no in Murcielago's
I'm far being the bastard that Marcy had fathered
Now my being mentioned with the martyrs
The Biggie's and the Pac's and the Marley's and the

Garvey, got me a Molotov
Flow if you box well can't stop the blows
Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the
The dope boy came off the spoon

Also, I'm so fly I'm on
Pilot, while guys stare at my wardrobe
I see Euro's, right, plural
I took so much change from this rap game, your go

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Young!

my go
Yeah, and I'ma go so of soft
Off the Richter, Hector Camacho, man, Savage
Far from average, status quo
Flow, so, pro

I know, I slow
And I pass
They say, "What up, man?"
Stop up my past!
And next time you Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z
Don't Weezy baby!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Ay man
(Tell me where you been?)
Yo!
(They been asking, they been searching, they been why)
Ha ha ha

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Ay Man
(Tell me where you been?)
Hova!
(They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why)
Weezy!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Ha ha ha
(Tell me have you been?)
I hustling
(They been asking, they been searching, they been why)
hard, cheah!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
And I to everything, when I leave this Earth
(Tell me have you been?)
It's be on both feet, never knees in the dirt
(They asking, they been searching they been wondering why)
You can try me fucka, but when I it hurts

Fine, we lose two lives, and mines
Gimme any amount of time, don't let Mrs. Carter
At the funeral parlor, dripping down my sleeve
Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve