Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

Through the cut, with Pabb, we bang on 'em
Leeky in the with that chopper, we gon' swang on 'em
And all my drawers be Ralph
Twenty-three to his car, Michael Jordan
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
be the fast nigga, gang
My or no gang, yeah
me what's the problem, we can handle that
Hit up Pabb or Leeky and I they cancel that
Hah, I they cancel that
Quando nigga
Leeky told me if you love your nigga him to the fullest
put your trust up in these bitches, put 'em in the bullets
I my brother Light that this that life before fame
I could do a years and I still won't change
These other niggas in the streets, they just tryna make a
He don't want that beef with me 'cause I'ma hit him 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 'bout that lifestyle he puttin' in them songs
I'm ridin' for my niggas, I told 'em right or wrong
Ray Bans, shit just don't seem right
All my niggas chase bands, we uppin' at the light
Tell me what it be and we slide on 'em
Hop out on that street and put fire on 'em
We ride on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em
Leeky in the backseat and he got that big on him
Quit all that flexin', know he ain't with it
Catch his ass bad, I send one to his fitted
Nigga ABG, can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
all that flexin', nigga know he ain't ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he
Glock-21, I'ma up times
Glock-21, I'ma up times, yeah
I it off my block, I feel I graduated
I just got a for Christmas, but don't get decorated
Never sober, always faded, that I'm overrated
Mama told me just like this, you you were born to be hated
Instagram thuggin', that's gon' me pull up
Hollow tips filled to the tip, yeah my clip up
Pressure hit, I'ma this kush up
Sixty crip and I'ma throw that neighborhood up, yeah
He say got them bands, well we got racks too
Thirty in my glizzy, my clip longer than a Shaq
You 'cause your bro, he a rat too
If I your avenue I'ma slide cross them tracks too
me what it be and we gon' slide on 'em
Hop out on street and put that fire on 'em
We gon' ride on 'em, nigga we slide on 'em
Leeky in the backseat and he got big four five on him
Stop all flexin', nigga know he ain't with it
his ass down bad, I send one to his fitted
Nigga ABG, can get it
ABG, anybody can get it, yeah
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't
Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he
Glock-21, I'ma up times
Glock-21, up seventeen times, yea
Yop another bean, I'm finna out
I'ma sip this lean it make a nigga pass out
thuggin' ain't gon' do shit but make me spazz out
I can get your gang gang if we cash out
My whole campaign strong like a bag of
Once that beef on, pussy ain't no backin' out
On your street, we gon' creep with ratchet out
On your street, we gon' creep with ratchet out
One in the head, you dead by the stop sign
Pop out the window with extendos then Glock nine
High chase, runnin' from two different cars
with two different sides, swangin' on two different blocks
Aimin' at two different guys, uppin' with two Glocks
Bitch I'm uppin' with two Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm uppin' with two Glocks,
grrah stop all that flexin', nigga 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
Stop all that flexin', nigga he ain't ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I know he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, up seventeen times, yeah