Luyện nghe bài hát 211 - 187

{u.n.l.v.}

211s at night in the day light
Nigga we don't give a fuck
at night 187s in the day light
Nigga we just don't a fuck

Verse one: ya}

Nigga's be try'na rep and some
Be try'na buck but lil' ya type of
Nigga that just don't give a
But and if you hatin' then
You's a hater but I'm out that three
So how the fuck you gonna her
Soldier with a heart made of
Like my nigga b, I handle on the real and
Then I make my rounds, pick up my car from
My bitches 'cause I be 'em regular like
Dre be his switches
Clockin' my as I stroll through my hood
Puffin' on a blunt love where it's all good and
For you nigga's who go no love
I got no love for you chumps
I'm a smoke 'em and choke 'em
Like a blunt
Yeah, I'm gettin' my on
I'm ready to on
To another level rob nigga's or
I got big nut's
I got a big like I said it's been that way
Since start, you know me from my
crew, you know what I'm bound to do
I got a pit, I'm to spit,
I'm ready to to uhh!

Verse two: boy}

I got's the boogy bangin' at'cha
my zookie if I have to
Daze you up daz
I don't give a fuck kurupt
I'm dismantlin' that come against me
Me and the tecster in broad day
We comin' to do fuck it
Of course, I'm a no remorse
Don't mean the boss, I never forget

three: {tec-9}

I'm gettin' skiet like that, I'm slippery like wax
I ya down, like a disciple, with my riffle
As if a white boy you my a-gender and
me a nigga

Verse four: { boy}

I'm dumpin' you out like boss hog
I give a fuck about y'all
You don't what I would do to you
But I know what'cha do to you
I would serve you, I would fuck clean you

five: {tec-9}

Y'all know that I'm
Like brand new wax on brand new
I'm I'm yawnin' plus I just
Lost my bag

Verse six: {yella

like a zoo-loo to do you
It's best you scram
I'm a I'm dumpin' on 'em
I'm actin' a donkey on 'em

Verse {lil' ya}

I'm to do a jack
I got on all
In my hand a tool that
I my mack
like my best friend 'cause when
I the bin it don't get jammed
chargin' like a ram
You bet's believe when them hit'cha
You goin' in pocket bitch, you drop it
One nigga tested my nut's he had the nerve to and
On his arm was a rolex, he for
His gat that was stashed in his suit
I had to show him, I had to fuck him
Stunt a fuckin' of that hit and it was on
Then I put the on the lab and
Niggas pushin' slab's
My pocket's started gettin'
My knot has
how it is when
Nigga like ya, is halves to
Quickers, bird's, to bird's
Keep a brew of rock's
my bitch need a serve,
Uploadin' kilt, puttin' in at the
time, beatin' you nigga's down
With my bat if I ain't got that
Leave yo mama cryin' why you my only son
Gave him three to the head, smoke a now I'm done
Give me a bag of that helllo, and it up my nostril
Drain got me as a goose and I wanna shot
We put in work, dirt everyday
twelve noon, let's go get somebody
To buy yae, can't be no miner
Got to be a big tymer, because i''m to
Pill a of cap's and get these nigga's out they snap's
i'm

Verse eight:

You bitches don't know the fuckin' size of shit
I'm on the rise with this
See tommorow, the clip bitch
my boy's comin'
Mag-11 tip's nigga
Better runnin'
When I start up the block
my glock like a mad man
In a mad rage face is on the front page
Let them bitches me down bad
With my

Verse nine: {yella

You despise, why I'm up in
Now you paralyzed you realize
To playin' with me
My click is quick to let bullet's fly
Click ya fuckin' self ya you
For you get

We droppin' 'em stop with me
Stop playin' me