Luyện nghe bài hát Broke Willies

To all you out there
With and fame
you in a farm car
Anything brand

Broke Willies with no
Keep runnin' ya
Can't all our thugs
That's locked in

We ain't have growin' up, now we blowin' up
Hundred G's is sho' low enough
Ghetto struck, layin' in da cut with the mack 11
What? No cup, on my reddle 7 Up
The wet life, shit, is liquid, my trippin'
My whole clique, I shit da wippin', last

to Benz skippin', supastar hittin'
Your world is ice rippin', you like sniffin'
Ya like shittin', tricks trickin', with da inscription
Watch a rich clickin'
(From New to L.A.)
Same shit, different day, mad to play
(When I walk my swing)

I drew swing heavenly ill from Beverly
I pay 20 G's, damn, son, it betta be
We your deals, it's 70 mills, eaten mills of Beverly pills
Now, watch how to these mills

To all you out there
money and fame
Rock you in a car
Anything name

Willies with no money
Keep ya game
forget all our thugs
That's in chains

To all you out there
With money and
you in a farm car
Anything name

Willies with no money
Keep runnin' ya
forget all our thugs
That's in chains

I grew up in the PJ's and wore the same gear for 3
Sittin' to get a blunk out, I wanna blew a in the month
a low life, the one I go shopping
I'm not about no price, I wear the same clothes twice
(Fuck da police)

It's hydro stuff L's, six plus
heavy on the scales themselves, excel
Straight G's, moneys and
F-G 15's, weighin' trees and O.C.'s

We O.G.'s always O.T.ing on a
Spit more game than Goldie, ya bitch, me
Suppose we mostly, do 'em
We play 'em closely, stayed on city cakes, get erase them

A sucker for a face, with a twenty ways
Benz I hit two twins in a blue Vince?
And we're in destroy deals, a flow for reals
'Cause like color crimes, nigga, dolla', dolla',

To all you out there
With money and
Rock you in a car
Anything name

Broke Willies with no
runnin' ya game
Can't all our thugs
locked in chains

Yo, went from rags to riches and get pitches
mad bitches, yo, you can get a autograph
Or one shot, the semi-auto pass
Rap niggaz more then halfs
Livin' it up, all the cash, givin' it up

We set it up on a low it up
In the black quest, pass sex to the
From out the blackness, straight on the
Lookin' for somethin' to get my in
A stripper's dancin' in the

Word up, that's how we operate, raw
Da players copping, fake cookies stepped on
Put your money on the street niggaz, under the
And hold your tight
Kids to die, raze 'em up and 'em twice

Egal rich niggaz, ass better, so
Well, gamble mo' of yo' life, too, I see well
my P-12, Rover key to da e-mail
Wish a tell, G-bell, I walk the hog, I beat jail

Yo, gotta each 12, kick back, relax, up
Nigga laid up, paid up
Shit, is all when he pulled up in a 4-20
We throw these on the sideline, lookin' all funny

Gettin' no money 'cause they every day
We play with thousands, a hundred G's where we countin'
A G's is show, here we're out kid
Word, up

To all you rappers out
With money and
Rock you in a car
Anything name

Willies with no money
Keep runnin' ya
Can't forget all our
That's locked in

To all you rappers out
With and fame
you in a farm car
Anything brand

Broke Willies with no
Keep runnin' ya
forget all our thugs
That's locked in