Luyện nghe bài hát Ayy

It's about in the morning
Got a trunk full of bags,
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 hoes
On the corner, sellin' nothin but
Love life, we were struggling
Sentimental, when it a fold
You ever gave me nothin' to hold
Freight trailer, finna fuck up the
Quarter milli, you ain't done it
Big link, hugging it though
Bernie nigga a hunnid for sure
Every card a hunnid or more
Paid a hunnid k in-front of the
Count up the and go
Another flight, feel like 30 or
worth like a birdie or 'sum
Cali nigga, where they murder for

They on the turf with them youngins
(yeah)
We pull up swerving a
(yeah)
They it be hot as Kentucky
(yeah)
If she bout hoe and then run it
(yeah)
That nigga hate for
I came up nothin', remember them days?
Hey kill all that rappin', I'm not 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 phrase with a yuke in my face
Yellow tapes seen how they did it
shells, really eat up your face

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, black and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They start to separate
'em say, "Uh"
'em say, "Ayy"

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

I used to rob and steal before the seal
Twenty grand the candle, yeah export
I'm shaking K9, all the airport
Flood Atlanta, hit with a Box
With my O.T knock, I'm glad he didn't toss her
We different
Mozzy me got the two with em
Hot shells, blood spillin' out new denim
I'm supposed to be low-key, with all these jewels
My crib mani-huh, we got a few missin'
I'm on a it keep pullin' me back
Yeah, I'm married to the
And fell in with the trap

Run up the
But no we play
'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"

Niggas love to
Rolls two-tone,
and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They gon' start to
'em say, "Uh-uh" (Yeah, yeah)
'em say, "Ayy" (Yeah)

Bobby Boy chillin', that exotic
I got her on that tonic,
We smokin' that
know I'm iconic,
It's of ironic
I'm runnin' this, gunnin'
We havin' fun in bitch
Livin' my life, motherfuck that I'm
Now know the name,
But Logic
I keep it G, cause I'm a good
my everything,
Up in these
that Goldilocks,
When it
Bob feelin' it,
Berner be it
We feelin' crazy, we
Brazy, we feelin'
Run up in it, get up in it
And make it easy
I'm gonna drop a
Bigger than the
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 know I'm
the homie a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"

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