Luyện nghe bài hát Me Ok

First they tell ya "Motherfucker, or die", that me OK
Mister whip or not and get a a pie, that me OK
if I'm talkin' you should listen, game is free OK
Mister got two whole ones and two half ones, yeah that's OK
Leave up out of with two bad ones, yeah, that's me OK
re-in' up with 'bout two phantoms, yeah, that's me OK
On Avion to the head, hey, but me OK
Never put a bitch my bread, hey, now me OK

1]
I'm a fool on that Avion, be on that liquor
Approach me if you want to, I will smoke ya a Swisha
You know my tizight you know that's all tizzop
Presidential day day, looking like two
They ain't 2Pac when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, that 40 says
All my niggas is 'bout it, all my is with it
One that's all, choppers pay him a visit
nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, hundred, an O
Break 'em down zips, that's a hell of a flip
Had 'em now they gone, guess I'm takin' a

2]
When L.A. was in office made some history up in Def Jam
If Jizzle droppin', nigga, what the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy up at Atlantic
Boss shit, might just drop my next on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready, and his Presi
Got shit up in my bezzy, So what ya sayin'? My wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse, yeah, the one on Belly
a brown skin thing swear to God she look like Kelly
Two Rolls is how I'm rollin', plus you know a nigga totin'
Keep that street nigga paper, rubber band it, it ain't
First the XXL, read about me in the
That's a way from trappin' in that 4-door Accord

3]
Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah you best believe the scale
I just the mansions and the riches, yeah without the jail
You can me postman, don't go somewhere without some mail
In and out in 20 minutes, you best believe I'm makin'
Put you on designer watches, put you on frames
Had you cashin' out, payin' for, you can't pronounce the
Had that Murcielago, it was green margaritas
yayo, I sold albums, might as well sell some tequila
Dropped so Lambos, thought I was a Lam ambassador
Dropped so many Rollies, niggas I owned the Rollie store
Snow been a while, yeah you know them streets missed you
I don't eat, sleep, or shit my mothafuckin' pistol