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

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or 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' bleed to
Ya played with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
But I'm a tell you who the fuckin' killer is
It's an third ward nigga it's an third nigga
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the bitches and
I'm chillin' on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga T got a forty and brought two
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
one two three let a bitch rub up on us
I'm a load my chrome fat gangster somethin'
6th and Baronne

Second
Ya}

I was on the corner of 6th and Baronne
With a forty in my hand and 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 vest and made of steel
For you ass niggas thinkin' they hard
I get my tec and my nine and to pull yo car
When a nigga's on the set we makin' money
Drinkin' red bullets smokin' boo-koo weed
It's fucked up gettin' drunk money havin' fun
come but our dirt is all ready done
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 yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Verse
{Yella

Here come's an hard head rapper to crush yo phone
My is Yella Boy no not Sylvester Stallion
Born and raised in because that's my home
There's not another gangster set like 6th and
Because the bitches peepin' out days a week
I wait for the first and to get paid ya see
My in rumors creepin' up but I just don't care
This is live or die sucker no not you there
I ride on other gangsters turf and need a fit
Cash means ya got to stay 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 weed now ya good
I'm for a gangster strap can't you tell
I a buildin' down with me of the Melph a Mene and Del a Rell
Tec-9, Lil' Ya me myself Yella Boy we all third soldiers
Not no or little boys I'm makin' big bank and packin' the chrome
(Why) Because I'm a gangster from 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 fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Forth

Growin' up was but it all paid off well
I was only eleven 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 undercover
They say 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)
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 life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Fifth
Ya}

I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the chrome
Makin' money on 6th and Baronne
All the junkies gather and come see the man
I got big twenty and za peter in my other hand
B 3 by my side he got dope to in a fuckin' Lincoln
Yes he strapped with a two
Tec is in the house chillin' Moe
While on the floor doggin' doggin'
a ho Chella's in the house chillin'
With Lamb while Ronda with
With them bitches they don't give a
her haircut from Sue Tyra got a bitch
You know what to do Baby is on there end
on the pay phone and I'm chillin' on
6th and

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

Sixth
Boy}

I got to watch my damn
For the and the gangsters
Like in the fuckin' pin I draw my
Then I shank ya because I I got to handle that
Because some niggas try'na 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 gangster out that third pushin' to much
Comin' weak that ho shit you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to made so best believe a playa it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo back against the
I'm no shorts in the game of dope ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause this 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 nigga again because I'm big bank
and packin' the (why Yella) because I'm a gangster
6th and Baronne

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 yeah