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

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

First

Chillin' on the set with the fully tec
Never was caught that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' to death
Ya played the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the 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 third ward
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the bitches and
While I'm on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga T got a forty and two cups
Lil' Ya is chillin' is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm chillin' on 6th and they 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 chrome fat gangster lil'
Bout 6th and

Verse
Ya}

I was chillin' on the of 6th and Baronne
With a forty in my and about to get tore
I got my dope stash and a tec on my
For them jokin' mutherfuckers who be doin'
For them pussy ass I've been try'na kill
I got a bullet proof and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass thinkin' they hard
I get my tec and my nine and bout to 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 is all ready done
This is the place I call my mutherfuckin'
'cause I'm chillin' on 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 life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Verse
{Yella

Here come's an hard head rapper bout to crush yo
My is Yella Boy no not Sylvester Stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
not another gangster set like 6th and Baronne
Because the peepin' out seven days a week
I for the first and third to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors up but I just don't care
is live or die sucker no not you thug there
I ride on gangsters turf and need a gangsta's fit
Money means ya got to stay legit
Throwin' in the air a quarter now an ounce
Then I 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 weed now ya feel good
I'm for a gangster strap can't you tell
I know a buildin' down with me of the Melph a Mene and Del a
Tec-9, Lil' Ya me myself Yella Boy we all third ward
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big and packin' the chrome
(Why) I'm a gangster from 6th and Baronne

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

Verse

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was only eleven when I 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 to an undercover five-o
They say they got a reward if ya where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it hard for 'em because I'm a gat
Now I never was the type to run away from my (why)
Because I'm a nigga 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
Ya}

I was chillin' on the corner strapped the fuckin' chrome
Makin' boo-koo money on 6th and
All the junkies gather and come 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 with a twenty two
Tec is in the house with Moe
While on the floor doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho Chella's in the house
With Lamb Ronda with Keisha
With them bitches they 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 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

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
Because niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will never catch me 'cause the leather keep flippin'
Try to play and my man ya must be trippin'
a gangster out that third pushin' to much pain
Comin' weak that ho shit bitch you a at the game
There's a dollar to made so believe a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo back the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no 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 I'm makin' big bank
and packin' the chrome (why Yella) 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 life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay