Luyện nghe bài hát Warning Remix

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

[verse 1 murda]
me and mariah gettin' money, ooh we gettin'
i ain't playin' i ain't playin, smack the shit outta hater
i'm the streets, i'm the gutter, ooh i'm so
my chick caught me cheatin', ooh i'm tiger woods
after remix, ooh i got a hit
in the club feelin' like ooh i'm the shit
i got brooklyn on my back, watch how i it down
i got biggie up in 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 shook, oh they nervous, ooh i got 'em scared
i'm 50 when he first came out, ending rapper (yeah)

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

2 50 cent]
e'rything cool i blackout, ooh you gone get it
run, back'll be my target 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 you're pissin'
all i do is blow paper, ooh i get it
back to back, my two ferrari's, ooh i just
come bumpin' murda, ooh i make 'em sick
it's a warning, i'm of warning 'em kid
i tell the to drop 'em, not even the d's could stop them
bottles and 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 'em and pop 'em, click clack now back your ass back

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