Luyện nghe bài hát BO2

it out, yo

I be yiggy, yes y'all, doctor on call
I'll rock 'til my name in on the wall
Got flow like the in Great George
Got weed? I got blunt, My name

I pause, the ash from my L
I pause Run and Jason Mizell
The is me, host for the night
Papa Doc, only thing I choke on the mic

I choke a bitch out and my ain't correct
Then with my hancock, I'll get the cheque
I trucks but drop-tops is the best
the Beemers, Benz, now Rolex, watch me

Ha ha, she like red so
Any after me, it's a deja vu
Doc stay in the paint A.I. shoes
watch how a one tonner made a move, dig it

Hop in my truck and roll up the
Ayo, you what you in for
Once we turn the corner, up the endo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she with me gettin' low a limbo
Roll Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Who these corner rappers slingin' cracks in my hall?
Mama's in the cookin' cat, rat and dog
Me, I want a lil' somethin', y'all have it all
I tryna before I crawl and move this package in my draws

why I push the pedal to the muh'fuckin' floor
With ten per cent method, only plug poor
And I keep it funky like four plus one more
Get this money like 'In God We Trust', your boy

It's a given, livin' this it was written
for me, I'm what the recipe is missing
Blow my piff in the air, key the
Then get to lane switchin', pluckin' off the clip and

wanna ride and play the Bonnie to my Clyde
If anybody try to 'Kill Bill', it'll be the bride
Like all jokes aside, I'm serious mine
And now I'm on this like Method Man in his prime

Now hop in my and roll up the window
Ayo, you what you in for
Once we the corner, light up the endo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she with me gettin' low a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Yo, I got my swagger on and I great
Doc be in the hood like Enfamil cases
I on MySpace real late
my apple make me another Bill Gates

Around my crib, how I live
I'm a slob but niggas say I get biz
Anywhere I did a show women that I'm
So

Yeah, another mic, night and the day's end
Another heist, another in the state pen
My state business shit, y'all just break wind
New nigga, either you're made mice or made men

I do the dirt that keep my hand on the
I got the other up Mona Lisa's skirt
My aim one day one stop
How many shots will it take to make son

Hop in my truck and roll up the
Ayo, you know you in for
we turn the corner, light up the endo
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Oh yes, she with me gettin' low like a
Roll Gs and we'll show you how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my
Ayo, ayo, ayo

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