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

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

Verse

Chillin' on the set the fully automatic tec
Never was caught slippin' how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up bleed to death
Ya with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the real 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 I'm a get fucked up
My nigga T got a 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 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
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 drivebys
For them pussy ass I've been try'na kill
I got a bullet vest and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' hard
I get my tec and my nine and bout to yo car
When a nigga's on the set we makin' again
forty red bullets smokin' boo-koo weed
It's fucked up gettin' drunk money havin' fun
Five-0 but our dirt is all ready done
is the place I call my mutherfuckin' home
'cause I'm on 6th and Baronne

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

Third
{Yella

Here come's an hard head rapper to crush yo phone
My name is Yella Boy no not Stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
There's not 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
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 stay
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 hood be up to no
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya good
I'm down for a gangster strap you tell
I know a buildin' with me of the Melph a Mene and Del a Rell
Tec-9, Lil' Ya me myself Yella Boy we all ward soldiers
Not no child or little I'm makin' big bank and packin' the chrome
(Why) Because I'm a gangster from 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

Forth

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was only eleven I started to sell
6th and was the set that I sold rocks
Drinks done went crazy because I'm servin' the
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I slipped and to an undercover 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)
I'm a nigga 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Verse
Ya}

I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the chrome
boo-koo money on 6th and Baronne
All the junkies gather and come see the man
I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my hand
B 3 by my side he got dope to in a fuckin' Lincoln
Yes he with a twenty two
Tec is in the house with Moe
While Kerri on the floor doggin'
Doggin' a ho Chella's in the house
With Lamb while Ronda Keisha
With them bitches they give a damn
Gettin' her haircut Sue Tyra 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
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Verse
{Yella

I got to my damn back
For the robbers and the
Like in the pin I draw my knife
Then I shank ya because I know I got to that
Because some try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will never catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep
Try to play and my product man ya be trippin'
'cause a out that third pushin' to much pain
Comin' weak that ho shit you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to made so best a playa call it
my damn set watch yo back against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of dope ya come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no joke 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 big bank
and packin' the (why Yella) because I'm a gangster
6th and Baronne

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