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 be Ralph Lauren
shots to his car, Michael Jordan
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
This be the nigga, gang
My or no gang, yeah
Tell me what's the problem, we can that
Hit up Pabb or Leeky and I guarantee they cancel
Hah, I guarantee cancel that
Rondo nigga
Leeky told me if you love your nigga him to the fullest
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 years and I still won't change
other niggas in the streets, they just tryna make a name
He don't want that beef with me 'cause I'ma hit him with the
on my mind, he must not heard my last song
I was locked up in that cell, Re had a song
He ain't 'bout lifestyle that he puttin' in them songs
I'm ridin' for my niggas, I told 'em right or wrong
Ray Bans, this shit 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 street and put that 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
Catch his ass down bad, I one to his fitted
ABG, anybody can get it
Nigga ABG, anybody can get it,
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 I graduated
I just got a pistol for Christmas, but get decorated
Never sober, always faded, feelin' I'm overrated
Mama me just like this, you know you were born to be hated
Instagram thuggin', that's gon' me pull up
Hollow tips to the tip, yeah my clip filled up
Pressure hit, roll this kush up
Sixty gang crip and I'ma 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 swang your I'ma slide cross them tracks too
Tell me what it be and we gon' on 'em
Hop out on street and put that fire on 'em
We gon' on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em
Leeky in the backseat and he got that big five on him
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, anybody can get it,
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 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 do shit but make me spazz out
I can get your gang gone if we cash out
My whole strong like a bag of loud
Once that on, pussy 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 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, on two different blocks
Aimin' at two different guys, with two different Glocks
I'm uppin' with two different Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm with two different 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, 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 seventeen
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,