Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

Through the cut, Pabb, we gon' bang on 'em
in the backseat with that chopper, we gon' swang on 'em
And all my be Ralph Lauren
Twenty-three shots to his car, Jordan
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
This be the fast nigga,
My or no gang, yeah
Tell me the problem, we can handle that
Hit up Pabb or Leeky and I guarantee they that
Hah, I guarantee they that
Quando Rondo
Leeky told me if you love nigga love him to the fullest
Don't put your trust up in these bitches, put 'em in the
I told my brother that this that life before fame
I could do a hundred and I still won't change
These niggas in the streets, they just tryna make a name
He want that beef with me 'cause I'ma hit him with the flames
Murder on my mind, he not heard my last song
I was locked up in cell, Re had twenty-three a song
He ain't that lifestyle that he puttin' in them songs
I'm ridin' for my niggas, I 'em that's right or wrong
Ray Bans, this shit don't seem right
All my niggas chase bands, we uppin' at the green
Tell me it be and we gon' slide on 'em
Hop out on that street and put that on 'em
We gon' ride on 'em, nigga we gon' on 'em
in the backseat and he got that big four-five on him
Quit all flexin', nigga know he ain't with it
Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his
ABG, anybody can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
Quit all that flexin', nigga know he ridin'
say he in the streets but I know that he lyin'
Glock-21, up seventeen times
Glock-21, I'ma up times, yeah
I made it off my block, I feel I
I just got a pistol for Christmas, but get decorated
sober, always faded, feelin' that I'm overrated
Mama me just like this, you know you were born to be hated
Instagram thuggin', that's gon' me pull up
Hollow filled to the tip, yeah my clip filled up
Pressure hit, roll this kush up
Sixty gang crip and I'ma throw neighborhood up, yeah
He say got them bands, we got them racks too
Thirty in my glizzy, my longer than a Shaq shoe
You exposed your bro, he a rat too
If I swang avenue I'ma slide cross them tracks too
Tell me what it be and we slide on 'em
Hop out on that and put that fire on 'em
We ride on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em
in the backseat and he got that big four five on him
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he with it
Catch his ass bad, I send one to his fitted
Nigga ABG, can get it
Nigga ABG, anybody can get it,
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, up seventeen times, yea
Yop bean, I'm finna crash out
sip this lean until it make a nigga pass out
Internet thuggin' ain't gon' do shit but make me out
I can get your gang gone if we cash out
My campaign strong like a bag of loud
Once that beef on, pussy ain't no backin' out
On your street, we gon' creep that ratchet out
On street, we gon' creep with that ratchet out
One in the head, leave you dead by the sign
Pop out the window with then this Glock nine
speed chase, runnin' from two different cars
Beefin' two different sides, swangin' on two different blocks
Aimin' at two different guys, with two different Glocks
Bitch I'm uppin' with two Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm uppin' two different Glocks,
grrah stop all that flexin', know he ain't with it
Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his
Nigga ABG, can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
Stop all that flexin', nigga he ain't ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up times
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,