Luyện nghe bài hát 6 & Baronne(Manny Fresh Style) Awk Awk

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

First

Chillin' on the set with the automatic tec
Never was caught that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' bleed to
Ya played with the now ya takin' yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
But I'm a tell you who the fuckin' 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 Yella is thuggin' and talkin' 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 gangster lil'
Bout 6th and

Second
Ya}

I was on the corner of 6th and Baronne
With a forty in my hand and to get tore
I got my stash and a tec on my side
For jokin' mutherfuckers who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas I've been kill
I got a bullet proof vest and it's made of
For you ass niggas thinkin' they hard
I get my tec and my nine and to pull yo car
When a nigga's on the set we money again
Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' weed
It's fucked up gettin' drunk makin' money fun
Five-0 come but our dirt is all ready
This is the I call my mutherfuckin' home
I'm chillin' on 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 yeah

Verse
{Yella

Here an hard head rapper bout to crush yo phone
My name is Yella Boy no not Sylvester
and raised in third because that's my home
There's not another gangster set 6th and Baronne
Because the peepin' out seven days a week
I wait for the and third to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors creepin' up but I don't care
This is or die sucker no not you thug there
I ride on other gangsters turf and need a fit
Cash Money means ya got to legit
paper in the air a quarter 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' smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel 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 Yella Boy we all third soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Forth

Growin' up was hard but it all off well
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 gonna make it hard for 'em I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the type to run from my home (why)
Because I'm a nigga 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Fifth
Ya}

I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the fuckin'
Makin' money on 6th and Baronne
All the junkies gather around and 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 long fuckin'
Yes he strapped with a two
Tec is in the house with Moe
Kerri on the floor doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho Chella's in the house
Lamb while Ronda with Keisha
With bitches they don't give a damn
her haircut from Sue Tyra got a bitch
You what 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
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

I got to watch my damn
For the robbers and the
Like in the fuckin' pin I my knife
Then I shank ya I know I got to handle that
Because niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will never catch me slippin' 'cause the keep flippin'
Try to play and my product man ya be trippin'
a gangster out that third pushin' to much pain
Comin' that ho shit bitch you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to made so best a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set yo back against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of dope ya better correct
'cause this shit ain't no joke that boo-koo money in land
I got to have it in my got to make a hundred gee's
Just to be then nigga again because I'm makin' big
and packin' the chrome (why Yella) 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 life lit up
yeah yeah wootay