Luyện nghe bài hát Devine

Ayo Devine drop that

**repeat
ooh weee, lets get it poppin
uh, yea, lets get it poppin

(Sheek Louch)
Ayo the of the story is
we all be gloriest
some of us on our grind (our grind)
Thats why I walk wit this .9 (I'm fine)
'Fore who eva want to cross this line
Ayo Sheek on the street again, they the big man is back
But niggaz still 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, light up
I ain't fuckin wit you homey, you ain't smokin, you don't me
you can eat from my dutch, I'mma fuck 'em up
you can catch me all in the blue red dully
Half half blood nigga west side
But you can me in New York on stage on the block
or visitin my niggaz in the cage (lets ride)
Its to do, lackin the fool, packin a .2, ok nigga

(Chorus: 2X)
Me and my niggaz on our New York
Me and my on our West Coast shit
Me and my on our down South shit
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 to let it go again
Switchin up this flow again, grindin up for dough again
Your mans in set trip, I'm 'bout to put a hole in him
Hands up plus lip, let me see ya'll niggaz
Hit a in his head make 'em come about this chain
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 show if it no purp-b
Our buns be color of lips when they gave 'em that turkey
Been a time comin, but my time is due
Everythin is crystal clear but the is blue
away seats in the gray CL
Wit so many weight in the
If you chop 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 two bitches and peep a toy
But don't play it sweet, the heat is in the
And the got no bait for lunch meat
You done fuck see the
You fuckin wit me dawg
Ayo Hood you ready, bark at fawg

(J Hood)
Ayo I'm 'bout G
But I'm 'bout to east coast where it 'pose to be
D-Block got the in a zip lock
And we off 'em hammers
Like we give a fuck 'bout hip-hop
So who wanna get popped, just me the word
It be occasion when I hit his ass wit this bird
Leave his ass on the
So you can put that on 'em
I'mma make this drug related and some crack on 'em

(Chorus: 2X)