Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Bake

This shit is out the oven
Fresh out the

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

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

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

I ways 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
my summer days in the tropics by the cool sand
This my shakin' down you niggas' pockets, I do friends
And I do trends
Fuck it though ride with you then!
the troops in
I'll fuck and let 'em loose then
We'll give 'em then
Oh fuck it, me Bobby "Blue" Bland
Aye you a man
Ridin' by you, at the intersection
come and get your blessin'
And she gon' with this erection

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