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 up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

First

Chillin' on the set with the automatic tec
Never was slippin' that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' to death
Ya played with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last
Now comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the real fuckin' is
It's an third ward nigga it's an ward nigga
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the and money
I'm chillin' on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My T got a forty and brought two cups
Lil' Ya is chillin' 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 straight out the
Fuckin' one two three let a rub up on us
I'm a load my chrome fat lil' somethin'
6th and Baronne

Second
Ya}

I was chillin' on the corner of 6th and
With a forty in my hand and about to get
I got my dope and a tec on my side
For them jokin' who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas I've try'na kill
I got a bullet proof vest and it's made of
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' they
I get my tec and my and bout to pull yo car
a nigga's on the set we makin' money again
Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' weed
It's fucked up drunk makin' money havin' fun
Five-0 but our dirt is all ready done
This is the I call my mutherfuckin' home
'cause I'm chillin' 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

Verse
{Yella

Here come's an hard rapper bout to crush yo phone
My name is Boy no not Sylvester Stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
There's not gangster set like 6th and Baronne
Because the bitches out seven days a week
I wait for the first and third to get ya see
My boys in rumors up but I just don't care
is live or die sucker no not you thug there
I on other gangsters turf and need a gangsta's fit
Cash Money ya got to stay legit
Throwin' paper in the air a now an ounce
Then I my dog bitch take 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 you tell
I know a buildin' down me of the Melph a Mene and Del a Rell
Tec-9, Ya me myself Yella Boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and the chrome
(Why) Because I'm a gangster from 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 wootay

Forth

Growin' up was hard but it all off well
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
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 type to run away my home (why)
I'm a nigga from 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Fifth
Ya}

I was chillin' on the strapped with the fuckin' chrome
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 to in a long fuckin' Lincoln
Yes he strapped a twenty two
Tec is in the house chillin' Moe
While Kerri on the doggin' doggin'
a ho Chella's in the house chillin'
With Lamb Ronda with Keisha
them bitches they don't give a damn
Gettin' her haircut Sue Tyra got a bitch
You know what to do Baby is on other end
on the pay phone and I'm chillin' on
6th and

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

Sixth
{Yella

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