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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

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' bleed to
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
But I'm a tell you who the real fuckin' is
It's an third nigga it's an third ward nigga
Yes an third ward nigga got the bitches and money
While I'm chillin' on the I'm a get fucked up
My t got a forty and brought two cups
ya is chillin' yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm on 6th and baronne they call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we straight out the
one two three let a bitch rub up on us
I'm a load my chrome fat lil' somethin'
Bout 6th and

verse
ya}

I was chillin' on the of 6th and baronne
With a forty in my and about to get tore
I got my dope stash and a tec on my
For them jokin' who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas been try'na kill
I got a bullet vest and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas they hard
I get my tec and my nine and bout to yo car
When a on the set we makin' money again
Drinkin' forty red smokin' boo-koo weed
It's fucked up gettin' drunk makin' money fun
come but our dirt is all ready done
This is the I call my mutherfuckin' home
I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne

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

verse
{yella

Here come's an hard head bout to crush yo phone
My is yella boy no not sylvester stallion
and raised in third because that's my home
There's not gangster set like 6th and baronne
the bitches peepin' out seven days a week
I wait for the and third to get paid ya see
My boys in creepin' up but I just don't care
This is live or die no not you thug there
I on other gangsters turf and need a gangsta's fit
Cash means ya got to stay legit
Throwin' paper in the air a now an ounce
Then I call my dog take her to wall street and make her bow
All the gangsters in the hood be up to no
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm down for a gangster strap you tell
I know a buildin' down me of the melph a mene and del a rell
Tec-9, lil' ya me myself yella boy we all third ward
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and the chrome
(why) because I'm a from 6th and baronne

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

Forth

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was only when I started to sell
6th and baronne was the set I sold rocks
Drinks went crazy 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 to run away from my home (why)
Because I'm a from 6th and baronne

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

Fifth
ya}

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

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

Sixth
boy}

I got to watch my damn
For the robbers and the
Like in the fuckin' pin I draw my
Then I shank ya because I know I got to that
some niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin'
Try to play and my product man ya must be
'cause a gangster out that third pushin' to pain
Comin' weak that ho shit bitch you a rookie at the
There's a dollar to made so best a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the of dope ya better come correct
'cause this shit ain't no joke that boo-koo money in land
I got to it in my hand got to make a hundred gee's
Just to be then nigga again because I'm 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 wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay