Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

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