Luyện nghe bài hát Devine

Ayo Devine drop that

twice**
ooh weee, get it poppin daddy
uh, yea, get it poppin mommy

(Sheek Louch)
Ayo the moral of the is
we all be gloriest
of us still on our grind (our grind)
Thats why I walk wit this .9 (I'm fine)
'Fore who eva want to cross line Devine
Ayo Sheek on the street again, they the big man is back
But still don't want to get down wit the heat again
You see me on the block, see these bitches on my cock
Seein you jumpin out the drop, sombody up
I ain't fuckin wit you homey, you smokin, you don't know me
you can eat from my dutch, I'mma fuck 'em up
you can me all Nelly in the blue red dully
Half crip half blood nigga side
But you can catch me in New York on on the block
or even visitin my niggaz in the (lets ride)
Its somethin to do, the fool, packin a .2, ok nigga

(Chorus: 2X)
Me and my niggaz on our New York
Me and my niggaz on our West shit
Me and my niggaz on our down South
Yes, Midwest, Bay

(J Hood)
go, uh
When niggaz see me in the they be like there go double O again
He got the .357 set and he 'bout to let it go
Switchin up this flow again, grindin up for dough again
Your in that set trip, I'm 'bout to put a hole in him
Hands up lip, let me see ya'll niggaz bang
Hit a nigga in his head make 'em come about this
Homey I'm the best at shit
I'm the don wit a black mark to tag up on this shit
niggaz perpin ya'll ain't seen no bricks
We movin on a new city gettin jacked suckin ain't no dick
And you can if it ain't no purp-b
Our buns be color of pookey when they gave 'em that turkey
Been a long time comin, but my is due
is crystal clear but the shines is blue
Caught seats in the gray CL
Wit so many in the trunk
If you don't it the brick scale, nigga!

(Chorus: 2X)

(Sheek Louch)
Ayo me and my boy
Remind me of my in early days sort of like a young hoy
Now I'm in the Phantom out in St. Croix
Blue water two bitches and a toy
But play it sweet, the heat is in the cooler
And the cooler got no bait for meat
You done see the morgue
You ain't fuckin wit me
Ayo Hood you ready, bark at fawg

(J Hood)
Ayo I'm coastal G
But I'm 'bout to east coast back where it to be
D-Block got the streets in a zip
And we bustin off 'em
Like we don't give a fuck 'bout
So who wanna get popped, give me the word
It won't be when I hit his ass wit this bird
his ass on the curve
So you can put that on 'em
I'mma make this drug related and leave crack on 'em

(Chorus: 2X)