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 ya game
forget all our thugs
That's locked in

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

Benz to Benz skippin', 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 cash to
(When I my chains swing)

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

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

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

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

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

I grew up in the PJ's and the same gear for 3 days
Sittin' to get a blunk out, I wanna blew a mill in the
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 sells
Stones on the scales themselves, excel
Straight G's, and proprieties
Black F-G 15's, weighin' and O.C.'s

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Willies with no money
Keep ya game
Can't forget all our
locked in chains

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

Broke with no money
Keep ya game
forget all our thugs
That's locked in