Luyện nghe bài hát 211 - 187

{u.n.l.v.}

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

Verse {lil' ya}

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

Verse {yella 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 like
I'm dismantlin' that come against me
Me and the tecster in broad day
We to do thee fuck it
Of course, I'm a show no
Don't mean the boss, I never hoes

Verse {tec-9}

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

Verse { yella boy}

I'm you bitches out like boss hog
I give a fuck about y'all
You know what I would do to you
But I know will do to you
I would serve you, I would fuck clean you

Verse five:

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

Verse {yella boy}

like a zoo-loo to do you
It's best you fuckin'
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 best friend 'cause
I spin the bin it get jammed
Bullet's chargin' a ram
You bet's believe them hollow's hit'cha
You goin' in bitch, you better drop it
One tested my nut's he had the nerve 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 lick of that hit and it was on
Then I put the on the lab and
started pushin' slab's
My started gettin' swole
My knot has
how it is when
Nigga like ya, is flippin' to
Quickers, bird's, to bird's
a brew full of rock's
'cause my bitch a serve,
kilt, puttin' in clip's at the
Same time, beatin' you down
my bat if I ain't got that iron
Leave yo mama cryin' why you my only son
Gave him to the head, smoke a blunt now I'm done
Give me a bag of that helllo, and snort it up my
got me loose as a goose and I wanna shot
We put in work, dirt everyday
twelve noon, let's go get somebody
To buy some yae, can't be no
Got to be a big tymer, because i''m to
Pill a couple of cap's and get nigga's out they snap's
i'm

Verse eight:

You bitches know the fuckin' size of this shit
I'm on the with this shit
See tommorow, the fuckin' bitch
2-2-6 my comin'
Mag-11 hollow nigga
Better start
When I comin' up the block
my glock like a mad man
In a mad rage is caught on the front page
Let them bitches catch me bad
my 12-gage

Verse nine: boy}

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

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