Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

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