Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

I say up or shut up
Nigga get yo lit up
yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

verse

Chillin' on the set with the automatic tec
Never was caught slippin' how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the real fuckin' is
It's an third ward nigga it's an third ward
Yes it's an third nigga got the bitches and money
While I'm on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga t got a and brought two cups
Lil' ya is chillin' yella is and talkin' on the phone
And I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne they us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin out the
one two three let a bitch rub up on us
I'm a load my fat gangster lil' somethin'
6th and baronne

Second
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I was chillin' on the of 6th and baronne
a forty in my hand and about to get tore
I got my dope and a tec on my side
For jokin' mutherfuckers who be doin' drivebys
For pussy ass niggas I've been try'na kill
I got a proof vest and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' hard
I get my tec and my and bout to pull yo car
When a on the set we makin' money again
Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' boo-koo
It's fucked up gettin' drunk money havin' fun
Five-0 but our dirt is all ready done
This is the place I my mutherfuckin' home
'cause I'm on 6th and baronne

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Third
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Here come's an hard head rapper bout to crush yo
My name is boy no not sylvester stallion
Born and in third because that's my home
There's not another gangster set 6th and baronne
Because the bitches peepin' out seven days a
I wait for the first and to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors creepin' up but I just don't
This is live or die sucker no not you thug
I ride on other gangsters turf and a gangsta's fit
Cash money means ya got to stay
Throwin' paper in the air a now an ounce
Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall and make her bow
All the in the hood be up to no good
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome smoke weed now ya feel good
I'm for a gangster strap can't you tell
I know a down with me of the melph a mene and del a rell
Tec-9, lil' ya me myself yella boy we all third soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big and packin' the chrome
(why) I'm a gangster from 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Forth

Growin' up was but it all paid off well
I was only eleven I started to sell
6th and was the set that I sold rocks
Drinks done went because I'm servin' the block
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I slipped and sold to an undercover
They say they got a if ya know where I'm at
But I'm make it hard for 'em because I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the type to run away from my (why)
I'm a nigga from 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Fifth
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I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the chrome
Makin' boo-koo on 6th and baronne
All the gather around and come see the man
I got big twenty and za peter in my other hand
B 3 by my side he got dope to in a fuckin' lincoln
Yes he strapped a twenty two
Tec is in the chillin' with moe
While kerri on the floor doggin'
Doggin' a ho chella's in the house
lamb while ronda with keisha
With them bitches don't give a damn
Gettin' her haircut from sue got a bitch
You what to do baby is on there other end
Stun'n on the pay and I'm chillin' on
6th and

I say up or shut up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse
{yella

I got to my damn back
For the and the gangsters
in the fuckin' pin I draw my knife
Then I ya because I know I got to handle that
Because some niggas creep up bests believe I got my gat
You never catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin'
Try to play and my product man ya must be
'cause a gangster out third pushin' to much pain
Comin' weak that ho shit you a rookie at the game
a dollar to made so best believe a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo against the puppet
I'm takin' no in the game of dope ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no that boo-koo money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a gee's
Just to be then nigga again I'm makin' big bank
And packin' the chrome (why yella) I'm a gangster
From 6th and

I say boot up or up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay