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 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 slippin' that's how I got my
I pop 'em up pop 'em up bleed to death
Ya played with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last
Now everybody comin' up to be the 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 killer is
It's an third nigga it's an third ward nigga
Yes an third ward nigga got the bitches and money
While I'm on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga T got a forty and brought two
Ya is chillin' 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 comin out the
Fuckin' one two three let a rub up on us
I'm a my chrome fat gangster 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 stash and a tec on my
For them jokin' mutherfuckers who be drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas I've been try'na
I got a bullet vest and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' hard
I get my tec and my and bout to pull yo car
When a nigga's on the set we money again
Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' boo-koo
It's fucked up gettin' drunk makin' havin' 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
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Third
{Yella

Here come's an hard head rapper bout to yo phone
My name is Yella Boy no not Stallion
and raised in third because that's my home
There's not another gangster set 6th and Baronne
Because the bitches peepin' out seven days a
I for the first and third to get paid ya see
My boys in creepin' up but I just don't care
This is live or die no not you thug there
I ride on other gangsters turf and need a fit
Cash means ya got to stay legit
paper in the air a quarter 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 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 Melph a and Del a Rell
Tec-9, Lil' Ya me myself Boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and packin' the
(Why) Because I'm a from 6th and Baronne

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' 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 because I'm the block
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I and sold to an undercover five-o
They say they got a if ya know where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it hard for 'em because I'm a gat
Now I never was the to run away from my home (why)
Because I'm a nigga 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 life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Fifth
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 twenty and za peter in my other hand
B 3 by my he got dope to in a long fuckin' Lincoln
Yes he with a twenty two
Tec is in the house chillin' Moe
While on the floor doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho Chella's in the chillin'
With Lamb Ronda with Keisha
With them bitches they don't give a
Gettin' her haircut from Sue Tyra got a
You know what to do Baby is on other end
on the pay phone and I'm chillin' on
6th and

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

Sixth
Boy}

I got to watch my damn
For the robbers and the
Like in the fuckin' pin I draw my
Then I ya because I know I got to handle that
Because niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You never catch 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 bitch you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to so best believe a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of dope ya better come
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no joke that money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a gee's
Just to be then nigga because I'm makin' big bank
and packin' the (why Yella) because I'm a gangster
From 6th and

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