Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

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