Luyện nghe bài hát Warning Remix

[mariah
this is a
this is a warning, been a warning
warned you the time, warning you once again

1 uncle murda]
me and gettin' money, ooh we gettin' paper
i ain't playin' i ain't playin, i'll smack the shit hater
i'm the streets, i'm the gutter, ooh i'm so
my chick caught me cheatin', ooh i'm tiger woods
remix remix, ooh i got a hit
in the feelin' myself like ooh i'm the shit
i got brooklyn on my back, watch how i it down
i got up in heaven like, ooh he makin' me proud
i run new york right now, ooh this my
i just woke up one mornin', like ooh i'm wearin' the
oh they shook, oh nervous, ooh i got 'em scared
i'm 50 when he came out, ending rapper careers (yeah)

[hook - carey]
this, this is a (this is a warning)
warned you one time, warning you once again

[verse 2 50
e'rything cool 'till i blackout, ooh you get it
run, your back'll be my ooh i'm gone hit it
niggas see me with the strap out, ooh start snitchin'
fuck the wrong bitch raw, then it's oowoh when pissin'
all i do is blow paper, ooh i get it
back to back, my two ferrari's, ooh i just
come through bumpin' murda, ooh i make 'em
it's a warning, i'm tired of 'em kid
i tell the homies to drop 'em, not even the d's could them
bottles and we pop 'em
they scheme, we sit there and 'em
me they move, or we got 'em
got them gym in the chopper
my niggas pull 'em and pop 'em, clack now back your ass back

[verse 3 jeezy]
(lets go. yeah. look)
i said it's snow and uncle murda bitch (murda bitch), call me chopper hoe
jizzle why they call you
i let the chopper go (boom, boom, boom)
goin' down my shooting list, send a couple shots (yeah)
summers mine too bitch, i a nigga mornin' (lets go)
i gets money, i money, ooh i'm havin' paper
man i'm fuck the plan, ooh these niggas haters (yeah)
man they thought i was over, i'm like ooh you niggas trippin'
i'm with wink, loc, and like, ooh these niggas crippin' (haha)
catch me out in harlem like, ooh these niggas
man them bitches see the roley like, your country cousin? (damn)
on the phone with the i'm like, ooh too many fakers
keep blowin' all this purp, they ooh, think we the lakers (yeah)
what's wrong with the streets? i'm like, ooh too snitches
all around me in the club, i'm like who? too bitches (yeah)
i'm just sayin, why they hatin'? i'm ooh, they wanna be this
snow mizzle, murda i'm like ooh this is the remix (what's up)