Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Bake

This is fresh out the oven
Fresh out the

I'm back in bitch, nigga you know what's up
my dividends
Straight out that gutta so you know just what you with
belligerent
But way before the liquor hits
Roll kushy kushy, rub on her goodie goodies
her so good, she all on my timeline now
Lookin', lookin', she tryna my thing
Never go brazy when deep inside the pink
I'm lowkey like a drug
So don't snitch, my nigga, get chips, my nigga
Mind your business, I minds mine, get rich, my nigga
our family on trips, my nigga
But if you try me your wig I'ma split, my nigga
And I tryna kill my own kind
But we always to the wrong place at the wrong time, no lie
And they wonder why us always get high
Spend a thou-wow on it to get fly
Another on it just to get by
it, only got one life to live
Gotta it to the limit, do it big like

What? This shit is out the oven
game cold, man this shit 'bout to bubble
Big bank rolls, either hate it or it
anything goes, just as long as you thuggin'
Just as long as you thuggin', yeah fresh out the oven
Whip game cold, man this shit 'bout to
Big bank rolls, either it or love it
It's anything goes, just as as you thuggin'
Just as long as you
Big bank rolls, just as as you thuggin'
Whip game cold, just as long as you

I up and park, hop out and swag
the Glock out the trunk, other Glock in the stash
Just a nigga, with no chains or nothin'
If I do get some shines, you try to
repercussions, and concussions
You what's after that, end of discussions
I came a long way from eatin' free
Mary County checks to makin' these numbers
Oh Lord, I'm just
Kill the beat, intervention on some inner vision
I don't know, cause I'm just goin' the flow
required, I got it goin' for the low

I parted with my old self, I'm a new man
New face with a new stone and the van
Blew weight on a bad day my loosies
Suitcase full of merchandise, that's my new
This my new wave, my new tan
This my days in the tropics by the cool sand
This my shakin' you niggas' pockets, I don't do friends
And I do trends
Fuck it though ride with you then!
the troops in
I'll fuck and let 'em loose then
give 'em blues then
Oh fuck it, me Bobby "Blue" Bland
Aye you a man
by you, swervin' at the intersection
Baby and get your blessin'
And she gon' fuck with erection

I got somethin' for all these hoes
She gotta want the Betty I call these hoes
Now if I paid for your dress and perm
means you an investment, bitch
I'ma need my return