Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

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 yeah

First

Chillin' on the set the fully automatic tec
Never was caught slippin' how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up bleed to death
Ya played the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath
Now comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters
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 ward nigga it's an third ward nigga
Yes it's an ward nigga got the bitches and money
While I'm chillin' on the I'm a get fucked up
My nigga t got a and brought two cups
Lil' ya is chillin' yella is thuggin' and on the phone
And I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne they us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we straight out the
Fuckin' one two three let a rub up on us
I'm a load my chrome fat lil' somethin'
Bout 6th and

verse
ya}

I was chillin' on the corner of 6th and
With a forty in my and about to get tore
I got my dope and a tec on my side
For them jokin' who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas been try'na kill
I got a bullet proof 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 nigga's on the set we makin' again
Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' weed
It's up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun
Five-0 come but our is all ready done
is the place I call my mutherfuckin' home
'cause I'm chillin' on 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Third
{yella

Here come's an head rapper bout to crush yo phone
My name is boy no not sylvester stallion
Born and raised in because that's my home
There's not another gangster set 6th and baronne
Because the bitches out seven days a week
I wait for the first and to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors up but I just don't care
This is live or die sucker no not you there
I ride on other gangsters and need a gangsta's fit
Cash money means ya got to legit
paper in the air a quarter now an ounce
Then I call my dog bitch her to wall street and make her bow
All the gangsters in the be up to no good
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya good
I'm down for a gangster 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 boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm big bank and packin' the chrome
(why) because I'm a gangster 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was only eleven I started to sell
6th and was the set that I sold rocks
done 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 five-o
They say they got a if ya know where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it for 'em because I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the type to run away my home (why)
Because I'm a nigga 6th and baronne

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

verse
ya}

I was chillin' on the corner with the fuckin' chrome
Makin' boo-koo money on 6th and
All the junkies around and come 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 long lincoln
Yes he strapped a twenty two
Tec is in the chillin' with moe
While kerri on the doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho in the house chillin'
lamb while ronda with keisha
With them bitches they don't a damn
Gettin' her haircut from sue tyra got a
You know what to do baby is on there end
Stun'n on the pay and I'm chillin' on
6th and

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 yeah

Sixth
{yella

I got to watch my damn
For the and the gangsters
Like in the fuckin' pin I my knife
I shank ya because I know I got to handle that
Because some niggas try'na creep up believe I got my gat
You never catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin'
Try to and my product man ya must be trippin'
'cause a gangster out that third pushin' to 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 back the puppet
I'm takin' no in the game of dope ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no joke that boo-koo 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 (why yella) because I'm a gangster
6th and baronne

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 wootay