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 be Ralph Lauren
Twenty-three shots to his car, Michael
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 and I guarantee they cancel that
Hah, I guarantee cancel that
Quando Rondo
Leeky told me if you love your nigga love him to the
Don't put your trust up in these bitches, put 'em in the
I told my brother Light that this that 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 with me 'cause I'ma hit him with the flames
Murder on my mind, he not heard my last song
I was up in that 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 'em that's right or wrong
Ray Bans, this shit just don't seem
All my niggas bands, we uppin' at the green light
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
Leeky in the backseat and he got that big on him
Quit 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,
Quit all that flexin', nigga know he ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he
Glock-21, up seventeen times
Glock-21, I'ma up times, yeah
I it off my block, I feel I graduated
I got a pistol for Christmas, but don't get decorated
sober, always faded, feelin' that I'm overrated
Mama told me just like this, you know you born to be hated
Instagram thuggin', that's gon' make me up
Hollow tips to the tip, yeah my clip filled up
Pressure hit, I'ma this kush up
Sixty gang crip and I'ma throw neighborhood up, yeah
He say got them bands, well we got them too
Thirty in my glizzy, my clip longer a Shaq shoe
You exposed 'cause bro, he a rat too
If I swang your I'ma slide cross them tracks too
Tell me it be and we gon' slide on 'em
Hop out on that and put that fire on 'em
We gon' ride on 'em, we gon' slide on 'em
Leeky in the backseat and he got that big four on him
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he with it
Catch his ass bad, I send one to his fitted
Nigga ABG, 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 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 shit but make me out
I can get your gang gone if we cash out
My whole strong like a bag of loud
Once that beef on, pussy nigga no backin' out
On your street, we creep with that ratchet out
On your street, we gon' creep with ratchet out
One in the head, leave you dead by the sign
Pop out the window with extendos then Glock nine
High speed chase, from two different cars
Beefin' two different sides, swangin' on two different blocks
Aimin' at two different guys, uppin' with two Glocks
Bitch I'm uppin' with two Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm uppin' two different Glocks,
grrah stop all flexin', nigga know he ain't with it
Catch his ass bad, I send one to his fitted
ABG, anybody can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ridin'
Nigga say he in the but I know that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,