Luyện nghe bài hát 500 Wayz

[Verse 1: Chris
wanna bang in the squad, don't wanna put the work in
Say you my money, scared of fame, better murder then
See the chopper, bullets too big, you can see the surgery
Mask, can't the burglaries
But we know you givin' up the confidential
Say you got the cheese, you a rat, a perfect fit
Niggas hate on a slick money makin' mitch
Love takin' niggas hoes and givie 'em the D
OHB, it ain't for me to buy a bitch
paper, I ain't never gotta lie to bitches
Even niggas with them know my ma religious
All my lickin' pussy with good intentions
Roll the dice, yeah 3, they my fuckin'
I ain't fuckin' with lame hoes that look suspicious
But I'm fuckin' with the hoe that look delicious
Nigga, they get sticky sticky, that bitch the business

[Hook: Chris
Rollin' up the bud, yeah bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get your up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
that money up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we gon' the party up

2: Young Blacc]
I'm turnt up and know that, poked up like Funk Flex
45 in that 12 back and I'm posted up in 4 hat
See this nigga, this gold rap, a nigga then go rap
Talkin' 'bout that Draco, one phone call, a snatch
it to a nigga if you really want it
Bitch and appeals, hit me in the mornin'
Ha, a nigga lyin' by
I'm talkin' 'bout niggas who killin', dyin' by
You say we from the same hood, I see your hat
And I ain't never seen in a hoover hat
Ha, switchin' sides, you 'cause I'm famous
We all OG nigga, tell me what his is
Get your weight up lil nigga, I'm pushin' 4
It's still puttin' big on the interstate
No name, that's knock out, pea wanna Glock out
Niggas need a pass the niggas, this my house

[Hook: Brown]
up the bud, yeah that bitch a dog
Yeah, we know the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the
all the pussy, nigga, get your bodies up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the Who givin' it up?
Got them in the cut, say the word, we fuck the party up
Throw that up, yeah, that bitch a dog
Fuckin' the plug, goin' up, we gon' fuck the party up

3: Young Lo]
Yeah, my team supreme, grew up in the crack 80's
Still got the plug on it, get your 4 in the
Out the mud, bustin' drugs with my Hoody Baby
Drop the ice in the pot, now back to back 'cedes
See I'm all the check, still reppin' Tex
Still rep the sex, mile high, smoke on the jet
50 in these Balmains, this a young'n the lanes
Yeah, I'm geeked up, mixin' up the mollys with the
And I'm stingy with the Act, keep the red my bitches
We gon' pop a a Perc, I'm on that, even on a Skittle
And the gon' work, play that pussy like a fiddle
Bet you I can make you squirt, have face all in the pillow

[Hook: Chris
up the bud, yeah that bitch a dog
Yeah, we the plug, smokin' all the drugs, 'bout to buy the club
Killin' all the pussy, nigga, get bodies up
All ice up on my body, we the Mighty Ducks
Who got the bud? Who it up?
Got them shooters in the cut, say the word, we fuck the up
Throw that money up, yeah, bitch a dog
Fuckin' with the plug, goin' up, we fuck the party up