Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

Through the cut, Pabb, we gon' bang on 'em
Leeky in the backseat that chopper, we gon' swang on 'em
And all my drawers be Ralph
shots to his car, Michael 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 nigga
told me if you love your nigga love 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 could do a years and I still won't change
These other niggas in the streets, they tryna make a name
He want that beef with me 'cause I'ma hit him with the flames
Murder on my mind, he must not my last song
I was locked up in that cell, Re had twenty-three a
He ain't 'bout that lifestyle that he puttin' in them
I'm ridin' for my niggas, I told 'em that's right or
Ray Bans, this shit just don't seem
All my niggas chase bands, we uppin' at the light
Tell me what it be and we gon' 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
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
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 times
Glock-21, I'ma up times, yeah
I it off my block, I feel I graduated
I just got a pistol for Christmas, but don't get
Never sober, faded, feelin' 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, my clip filled up
Pressure hit, I'ma roll this up
Sixty gang crip and I'ma throw neighborhood up, yeah
He say got bands, well we got them racks too
Thirty in my glizzy, my clip longer than a Shaq
You exposed 'cause 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 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 down bad, I send one to his
Nigga ABG, can get it
Nigga ABG, anybody can get it,
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't
say he in the streets but I know that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, I'ma up times, yea
Yop bean, I'm finna crash 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 gone if we out
My campaign strong like a bag of loud
Once that beef on, nigga ain't no backin' out
On your street, we gon' creep with that out
On your street, we gon' with that ratchet out
One in the head, leave you dead by the stop
Pop out the window with then this 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
I'm uppin' with two different Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm uppin' two different Glocks,
grrah stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't it
Catch his ass down bad, I 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 that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up times
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,