Luyện nghe bài hát Ayy

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

You already know what 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, sellin' but dope
Love life, we were struggling
Sentimental, it counted a fold
You ever gave me nothin' to hold
trailer, finna fuck up the road
Quarter milli, you ain't it before
Big Cuban link, hugging it
nigga been a hunnid for sure
Every card a hunnid or more
Paid a hunnid k of the stove
Count up the and go
Another flight, feel like 30 or
Chain like a birdie or 'sum
nigga, where they murder for nothing

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

Run up the
But no we play
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas I'm on-call
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 love me
The money come and a hunnid mill
I wanna build and playin' with my shit,
I kill
Fresh work
We let the spill
My baby the drill,
She say she the way the rubber feel
I'm
The sound of the crowd, it me chills
And real

I used to rob and steal before the vacuum
Twenty grand the candle, yeah export
I'm K9, all through the airport
Atlanta, hit London with a Box
With my O.T knock, I'm just glad he toss her
We different
with me got the two with em
Hot shells, spillin' out your new denim
I'm supposed to be low-key, with all jewels drippin'
My crib mani-huh, we got a few stools
I'm on a mission it keep pullin' me
Yeah, I'm to the game
And fell in love the trap

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"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"

love to hate
Rolls two-tone,
and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They start 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' that
know I'm iconic,
It's kind of
I'm runnin' this, this
We havin' fun in this
Livin' my life, that I'm rich
Now know the name,
But just
I it G, cause I'm a good person
my everything,
Up in verses
Smokin' 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 gonna a shoe
Bigger the Yeezy
Feelin' my own
Ain't nothin' that I do

(Italian leather)
Run up the
But no we play
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas I'm on-call
the homie a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"

Niggas love to
Royce two-tone, black and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They gone start to
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"