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

Verse

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' bleed to
Ya with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
But I'm a you who the real fuckin' killer is
It's an third ward nigga it's an ward nigga
Yes it's an third ward got the bitches and money
While I'm on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga T got a forty and two cups
Lil' Ya is Yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm on 6th and Baronne 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'
Bout 6th and

Second
Ya}

I was chillin' on the of 6th and Baronne
a forty in my hand and about to get tore
I got my stash and a tec on my side
For them jokin' mutherfuckers who be drivebys
For them pussy ass I've been try'na kill
I got a bullet proof vest and made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' they
I get my tec and my and bout to pull yo car
When a nigga's on the set we makin' again
Drinkin' forty red smokin' boo-koo weed
It's up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun
come but our dirt is all ready done
This is the place I call my home
'cause I'm on 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 life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Verse
{Yella

Here come's an hard head bout to crush yo phone
My is Yella Boy no not Sylvester Stallion
Born and raised in because that's my home
not another gangster set like 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 just don't
This is live or die no not you thug there
I ride on other turf and need a gangsta's fit
Cash Money means ya got to legit
Throwin' paper in the air a quarter now an
I call my dog bitch take her to Wall Street and make her bow
All the in the hood be up to no good
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome smoke boo-koo now ya feel good
I'm for a gangster strap can't 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 third ward
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and packin' the
(Why) Because I'm a gangster from 6th and

I say up or shut 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 paid off
I was only eleven I started to sell
6th and Baronne was the set that I sold
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 undercover
They say they got a reward if ya where I'm at
But I'm gonna it hard for 'em because I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the type to run from my home (why)
Because I'm a 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Verse
Ya}

I was chillin' on the corner with the fuckin' chrome
boo-koo money on 6th and Baronne
All the junkies gather around and see the man
I got big flippers 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 with Moe
While Kerri on the floor doggin'
a ho Chella's in the house chillin'
With Lamb while Ronda with
With them bitches they don't give a
Gettin' her haircut from Sue got a bitch
You know what to do is on there other 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 yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Verse
{Yella

I got to watch my back
For the and the gangsters
in the fuckin' pin I draw my knife
Then I shank ya I know I got to handle 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 man ya must be trippin'
'cause a gangster out that pushin' to much pain
Comin' weak that ho shit bitch you a at the game
There's a dollar to made so best believe a playa it
my damn set watch yo back against the puppet
I'm takin' no in the game of dope ya better come correct
Sucker this shit ain't no joke that boo-koo money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred
Just to be then again because I'm makin' big bank
and packin' the chrome (why Yella) I'm a gangster
6th and Baronne

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