Luyện nghe bài hát 211 - 187

{u.n.l.v.}

211s at night in the day light
Nigga we just don't a fuck
211s at night 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 that of
Nigga that don't give a fuck
But nathan and if you hatin'
You's a but I'm straight out that three
So how the fuck you fade her
Soldier with a heart of steel
Like my nigga b, I handle business on the and
Then I chill make my rounds, up my car from
My bitches 'cause I be hittin' 'em like
Dre be hittin' his
Clockin' my riches as I through my hood
Puffin' on a blunt givin' where it's all good and
For you nigga's who go no love
I ain't got no for you chumps
'cause I'm a 'em and choke 'em
Like a philly
Yeah, I'm gettin' my on
I'm to move on
To another level rob nigga's or
Whatever I got big
I got a big like I said it's been that way
Since fuckin' start, you me from my
Fuckin' crew, you what I'm bound to do
I got a pit, I'm to spit,
I'm to serve to uhh!

Verse two: {yella

I even the boogy bangin' at'cha
Grab my if I have to
Daze you up daz
I give a fuck like kurupt
I'm mc's that come against me
Me and the tecster in day light
We to do thee fuck it
Of course, I'm a no remorse
Don't mean the boss, I never forget

Verse {tec-9}

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

Verse { yella boy}

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

Verse {tec-9}

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

Verse six: boy}

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

Verse {lil' ya}

I'm to do a jack
I got on all
In my lies a tool that
I call my
It's like my friend 'cause when
I the bin it don't get jammed
Bullet's like a ram
You bet's believe when hollow's hit'cha
You in pocket bitch, you better drop it
One nigga tested my nut's he had the to flex and
On his arm was a rolex, he for
His gat that was stashed in his coat
I had to him, I had to fuck over him
Stunt a fuckin' lick of hit and it was on
I put the key's on the lab and
Niggas started pushin'
My pocket's gettin' swole
My knot has
That's how it is
Nigga ya, is flippin' halves to
Quickers, quarter bird's, to
Keep a brew of rock's
my bitch need a serve,
Uploadin' kilt, in clip's at the
Same time, you nigga's down
my bat if I ain't got that iron
Leave yo mama why you shot my only son
Gave him three to the head, smoke a blunt now I'm
me a bag of that helllo, and snort it up my nostril
Drain got me loose as a and I wanna shot
We put in work, doin' everyday
It's noon, let's go get somebody
To buy yae, can't be no miner
Got to be a big tymer, i''m down to
Pill a couple of cap's and get these nigga's out they
i'm

Verse eight:

You don't know the fuckin' size of this shit
I'm on the with this shit
See tommorow, the clip bitch
my boy's comin'
Mag-11 hollow tip's
Better start
When I start comin' up the
With my glock a mad man
In a mad rage face is caught on the page
Let them catch me down bad
my 12-gage

Verse nine: boy}

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

We 'em stop playin' with me
playin' with me