Luyện nghe bài hát Warning Remix

[mariah
is a warning
this is a warning, it's a warning
warned you the time, warning you once again

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

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

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

[verse 3 young
(lets go. yeah. look)
i said it's snow and uncle murda (murda bitch), call me cousin chopper hoe
jizzle why call you that?
'cause i let the go (boom, boom, boom)
goin' down my shooting list, send a couple warnin' (yeah)
summers mine too bitch, i make a mornin' (lets go)
i gets money, i gets money, ooh i'm havin'
man i'm sayin fuck the plan, ooh niggas haters (yeah)
man they that i was over, i'm like ooh you niggas trippin'
i'm with wink, loc, and brooklyn like, ooh niggas crippin' (haha)
catch me out in harlem like, ooh niggas bloodin'
man them bitches see the like, whose your country cousin? (damn)
on the phone with the game i'm like, ooh too many
blowin' all this purp, they might 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 many (yeah)
i'm just sayin, why they hatin'? i'm like ooh, wanna be this
snow mizzle, uncle murda i'm like ooh this is the (what's up)