Luyện nghe bài hát Baby

go
Turn it up, live, niggaz, it up
It's the official, we got the for ya, go

You can Guilty Simpson at a rave with babes
Packin' a .38 snub and a blade, uh
shit in a major way
I kick ya dog's ass like a Flav

Thug with guns beneath leathers
If you better, keep ya bitch on tether
Niggaz got snow like cold, cold
And big money 'cause they fold dough better

Yeah, three cuties in the Hemi
I be hoes like Luke in Miami
So I hit her, get the half of my Jimmy
I don't mean to that hard, it's just in me

Got a sick flow and a couple of
Got this thick chick Coco in
The day I met her, we backstage in the bathroom
She got a like a vacuum, uh

We them boys the chains on our neck
Every five minutes we them
It's Pay Jay make sure the name on the
Jay Dee in the lane with ya ex, like Los Angeles

And the are scandalous
Thick like big bread sandwiches
on that, we smoke on bats
And put a hole through the on your Polo hat

And the shit smokin' where the logo at
And the witnesses tell po-po jack, uh
That's how it is when we shit up
(Kill it)
People hoes horny and the lit up
it

Yup, talk y'all
I met this girl night
She whispered in my ear

Baby, the one
Baby, take me tonight
Baby, lay me
Baby, girl it's only
Baby, the one
Baby, the one for me

(Yeah)
You be havin' my baby
(Turn it up)
You should be my baby

It's the official, [unverified] make the wrist
it's a disco when I ran Bisco
If you it, where your Earl Flynn at?
Cut the check, Tim 'em where to send at

you [unverified] my man Phat
Tell me ya friends at
Kay moved to the valet where the at
be

Out ridin'
Girls stop when they see the clique ridin' by, on
They ain't unless they gon' drop
You do it how I it and make it go pop

If agreed, we got weed
Skatin' through the area movin' at Mach
Makin' moves is a must, why bother it
If what y'all doin' ain't 'bout

All my
(Baby)
always lookin' for me
My moms always lookin' for me
They good for me
You what? You stick with her or me?

Damn girl, you always givin' the degree, you still my
(Baby)
Always keepin' me up on my
Unless I'm out creepin' on do's or with hoes

my
(Baby)
Cakes with cakes upon
(Ay, my money at?)
a nigga spendin' papes

Turn it up another
Yeah, that's how we it
Broadcasting, live WBBE
You how we do it

We got a special in the house
He goes by the name of Dave New
Dave, we 'bout, hip hop and radio
Dave, you at with it?

How do I feel about radio
I it's wack
Most of the shit they play is garbage