Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Carter

Yo! Yo Inf' did this
right here is crazy
I-I feel big! what I
Not, not big in the sense of weight, you what I mean
Like gaining or, nothing like that
Like colossal, like you 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, been searching, they been wondering 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 searching, they been wondering why)
Ha ha ha!

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

I got the floor, I'm see the roof
Didn't a bulletproof
So I got shot and you can see the
Blind colored 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 you?
Man, I got Summer hating on me I'm hotter than the sun
Got Spring hating on me I ain't never sprung

Winter hating on me cause I'm colder ya'll
And I would never, I would never, I would Fall
I'm being by the seasons
So fuck ya'll who 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 about me? In case you're wondering
Haa!

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where you been?)
the world and now I'm back again!
(They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why)
Who's asking about 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 watch it go down the quick
Two words you will hear, "Wayne Quit"

Cause Wayne win, and lose
I call April Babies, cause they Fools
And they snooze, we up
Feet up, a paraplegia

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

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

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

(Hey Mr. Carter)
I am him!
(Tell me where 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 mic time with my heir
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 from being the bastard that Marcy had
Now my name's being with the martyrs
The Biggie's and the Pac's and the Marley's and the

Garvey, got me a Cocktail
Flow even if you box well 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 just at my wardrobe
I see Euro's, right, plural
I so much change from this rap game, it's your go

(Hey Mr. Carter)
Young!

my go
Yeah, and go so opposite of soft
Off the Richter, Camacho, man, Randy Savage
Far average, above status quo
Flow, so, pro

I know, I rise
And I pass
say, "What up, killer man?"
Stop up my past!
And next you mention Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z
Don't forget baby!

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

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

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

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

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