Luyện nghe bài hát Ayy

It's about four in the
Got a full of bags, yeah
We just ridin' dirty, tryna' get the bag

You already what time it is
YG, up?
Big Bern, Mozzy, to 'em

Twenty in the trunk of the low
Kids trip tryna fuck with them
On the corner, nothin but dope
life, we were struggling though
Sentimental, it counted a fold
You ever gave me nothin' to hold
trailer, finna fuck up the road
Quarter milli, you ain't done it
Big Cuban link, hugging it
nigga been a hunnid for sure
Every debit card a hunnid or
a hunnid k in-front of the stove
Count up the and go
flight, feel like 30 or 'sum
Chain like a birdie or 'sum
Cali nigga, where they for nothing

They still on the with them youngins
(yeah)
We pull up a buggy
(yeah)
They think it be hot as
(yeah)
If she bout hoe and then run it
(yeah)
That hate for nothin'
I came up from nothin', remember them
Hey kill all that rappin', I'm not the fuckery
You can get hit with K
Crack that pack
that shit you can only get from the Bay
Y-Car, twenty in L.A
How you paid but been to L.A.?
Stitch livin', I'mma keep it way
I ain't phrase a yuke in my face
Yellow tapes should've how they did it
Forty shells, eat up your face

Run up the
But no we play
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas know I'm
Give the a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"
Niggas to hate
Royce two-tone, black and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They gon' to separate
'em say, "Uh"
'em say, "Ayy"

They me still
The money come and fuck a mill
I wanna build and with my chicken shit,
I wanna
Fresh frozen
We let the honey
My know the drill,
She say she the way the rubber feel
I'm
The sound of the crowd, it give me
And real

I to rob and steal before the vacuum seal
Twenty grand inside the candle, yeah
I'm shaking K9, all through the
Atlanta, hit London with a Box
With my O.T knock, I'm just he didn't toss her
We move
Mozzy me got the two with em
Hot shells, blood out your new denim
I'm supposed to be low-key, with all jewels drippin'
My crib mani-huh, we got a few missin'
I'm on a mission it keep pullin' me
Yeah, I'm married to the
And fell in love with the

Run up the
But no we don't
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas know I'm
Give the a K (My K)
'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"

love to hate
Rolls two-tone,
Black and
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They gon' to separate
'em say, "Uh-uh" (Yeah, yeah)
'em say, "Ayy" (Yeah)

Bobby Boy chillin', whippin' exotic
I got her sippin' on tonic,
We smokin' chronic
know I'm iconic,
It's kind of
I'm runnin' this, gunnin'
We havin' fun in bitch
Livin' my life, motherfuck I'm rich
Now they the name,
But just
I keep it G, cause I'm a person
my everything,
Up in these
that Goldilocks,
When it
Stoney Bob it,
Berner be it
We crazy, we feelin'
Brazy, we feelin'
Run up in it, get up in it
And make it easy
I'm drop a shoe
Bigger than the
Feelin' my own
Ain't nothin' that I do

(Italian leather)
Run up the
But no we don't
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas I'm on-call
the homie a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em make em say, "Ayy"

Niggas to hate
Rolls two-tone, black and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They gone to separate
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"