Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

Through the cut, with Pabb, we gon' on 'em
Leeky in the backseat with that chopper, we gon' on 'em
And all my drawers be Lauren
Twenty-three shots to his car, Michael
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
This be the fast nigga,
My gang or no gang,
Tell me what's the problem, we can that
Hit up or Leeky and I guarantee they cancel that
Hah, I guarantee cancel that
Rondo nigga
Leeky told me if you love your nigga love him to the
Don't put your up in these bitches, put 'em in the bullets
I told my brother Light this that life before fame
I could do a hundred years and I won't change
other niggas in the streets, they just tryna make a name
He don't want that beef with me 'cause hit him with the flames
on my mind, he must not heard my last song
I was up in that cell, Re had twenty-three a song
He ain't 'bout that that he puttin' in them songs
I'm ridin' for my niggas, I told 'em that's right or
Ray Bans, shit just 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 fire on 'em
We gon' ride on 'em, nigga we slide on 'em
in the backseat and he got that big four-five on him
Quit all that flexin', nigga know he with it
his ass down bad, I send one to his fitted
Nigga ABG, can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
Quit all that flexin', know he ain't ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, up seventeen times, yeah
I made it off my block, I feel I
I just got a pistol for Christmas, but don't get
Never sober, always faded, feelin' that I'm
Mama told me just like this, you you were born to be hated
Instagram thuggin', that's gon' me pull up
Hollow tips to the tip, yeah my clip filled up
hit, I'ma roll this kush up
Sixty gang crip and I'ma throw that up, yeah
He say got them bands, well we got them too
Thirty in my glizzy, my clip longer than a Shaq
You exposed 'cause bro, he a rat too
If I swang your avenue 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
in the backseat and he got that big four five on him
Stop all flexin', nigga know he ain't with it
Catch his ass bad, I send one to his fitted
ABG, anybody can get it
Nigga ABG, anybody can get it,
all that flexin', nigga know he ain't ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he
Glock-21, up seventeen times
Glock-21, up seventeen times, yea
Yop another bean, I'm finna out
I'ma sip this lean until it make a 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 on, pussy nigga ain't no backin' out
On street, we gon' creep with that 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 this Glock nine
speed chase, runnin' from two different cars
Beefin' with two different sides, swangin' on two blocks
Aimin' at two different guys, uppin' with two Glocks
I'm uppin' with two different Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm uppin' two different Glocks,
grrah stop all that flexin', know he ain't with it
his ass down 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, up seventeen times
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,