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

First

Chillin' on the set with the fully tec
Never was caught slippin' that's how I got my
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 comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
But I'm a tell you who the real killer is
It's an third nigga it's an third ward nigga
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the bitches and
While I'm chillin' on the corner I'm a get up
My t got a forty and brought two cups
Lil' ya is chillin' yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the
And I'm chillin' on 6th and they call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin out the
Fuckin' one two 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 on the corner of 6th and baronne
With a in my hand 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 proof vest and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' they
I get my tec and my nine and to pull yo car
When a on the set we makin' money again
Drinkin' forty red smokin' boo-koo weed
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 chillin' on 6th and

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

Third
{yella

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

verse

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was only eleven I started to sell
6th and baronne was the set that I rocks
Drinks done went crazy I'm servin' the block
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I slipped and sold to an five-o
say they got a reward 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)
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 yeah

verse
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I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the fuckin'
boo-koo money on 6th and baronne
All the junkies gather around and see the man
I got big twenty flippers and za 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 house chillin' moe
While kerri on the doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho chella's in the chillin'
With lamb while ronda with
With them bitches they give a damn
Gettin' her from sue tyra got a bitch
You know what to do is on there other end
Stun'n on the pay phone and I'm on
6th and

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

Sixth
{yella

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

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