Luyện nghe bài hát Easy Bake

This shit is out the oven
Fresh out the

I'm back in this bitch, nigga you know up
Stackin' my
Straight out that gutta so you know just what you with
belligerent
But way before the liquor hits
Roll that kushy kushy, rub on her goodie
Crush her so good, she all on my now
Lookin', lookin', she tryna sabatoge my
go brazy when you're deep inside the pink
I'm like a drug dealer
So don't snitch, my nigga, get your chips, my
Mind your business, I minds mine, let's get rich, my
our family on trips, my nigga
But if you try me then your wig 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 niggas always get
Spend a on it just to get fly
Another thou-wow on it to get by
Fuck it, only got one life to
Gotta push it to the limit, do it big

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

I pull up and park, hop out and
Grab the Glock out the trunk, Glock in the stash
Just a regular nigga, with no chains or
If I do get shines, you try to snatch
There's repercussions, and
You know what's after that, end of
I came a way from eatin' free lunches
From Mary County to makin' these numbers
Oh Lord, I'm just
Kill the beat, some intervention on some inner
I don't know, I'm just goin' 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 and the blue van
Blew weight on a bad day with my
Suitcase full of merchandise, that's my new
This my new wave, my new tan
This my summer days in the tropics by the cool
This my shakin' down you niggas' pockets, I do friends
And I do trends
Fuck it I'll ride with you then!
the troops in
I'll fuck around and let 'em then
give 'em blues then
Oh fuck it, call me Bobby "Blue"
Aye you a man
by you, swervin' at the intersection
Baby come and get blessin'
And she gon' fuck this erection

I got good for all these hoes
She gotta the Betty 'fore I call these hoes
Now if I for your dress and your perm
That you an investment, bitch
I'ma need my return