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 wootay

First

Chillin' on the set the fully automatic tec
Never was caught slippin' that's how I got my
I pop 'em up pop 'em up bleed to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the real killer is
It's an third ward nigga it's an 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 yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin out the
Fuckin' one two three let a 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
With a forty in my and about to get tore
I got my dope and a tec on my side
For them jokin' mutherfuckers who be doin'
For them pussy ass niggas I've been try'na
I got a bullet proof vest and made of steel
For you sissy ass thinkin' they 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' weed
fucked up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun
Five-0 come but our dirt is all done
This is the place I 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 boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Third
{yella

Here come's an hard head rapper to crush yo phone
My name is boy no not sylvester stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
There's not another set like 6th and baronne
Because the peepin' out seven days a week
I wait for the first and third to get ya see
My boys in rumors creepin' up but I just care
This is live or die sucker no not you thug
I ride on other gangsters and need a gangsta's fit
Cash money ya got to stay legit
Throwin' 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 boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm down for a gangster strap can't you
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 ward
Not no or little boys I'm makin' big bank and packin' the chrome
(why) I'm a gangster from 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was eleven when 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 five-o
say they got a reward if ya know where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it hard for 'em I'm packin' a gat
Now I was the type to run away from my home (why)
Because I'm a nigga 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

verse
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I was chillin' on the corner strapped 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 to in a long fuckin' lincoln
Yes he strapped with a two
Tec is in the house chillin' moe
While kerri on the floor doggin'
a ho chella's in the house chillin'
With while ronda with keisha
With bitches they don't give a damn
Gettin' her haircut from sue tyra got a
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 yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Sixth
{yella

I got to watch my back
For the and the gangsters
Like in the pin I draw my knife
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 never me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin'
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 rookie at the
a dollar to made so best believe a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo back against the
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause 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
to be then nigga again because I'm makin' 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 boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay