Luyện nghe bài hát Flamboastin'

I step, I step in the "Club" twelve o'clock (clock)
Me and my (folkers) after the after "Spot" (spot)
We a Remi (Remi) Hennessey, Copasi "Yeah" (yeah)
Velvet de Vodka and my "Yay"
I love "Life" , what can I "Say" (say)
Doing damn "Thang"
I'm old and "Grey"
Poppin' these "Speeds" and my "Slacks" (slacks)
Give yay "Nigga" (yay nigga)
just how we act (how we act)
We disobey (disobey niggas) doin' it "Full" (full)
We shake fake niggas (niggas) If you "Cool" (cool)
You can't hang wit' us (hang wit' us) all (access)
I fuck wit' real (niggas)
My Beatrice (Trice)
Dime (ah) uhhh see and Sir Too Sheezy (sheezy)
Eight-Ball (uh) C and Jayo Felony
Nate Dogg and (all) to name a few (a few)
Straight Flam boast, what we "Do"

Flamboastin'yolking,
Through your neighborhood
Gettin' money cause we never broken
Roastin' these is all we knowin'
Flamboastin' From to coast
That's all we know
Flamboastin' out hoe
Flamboastin' Fo'

Whoa! Pac or Die (rack or die)
Please believe , a look that they never fee (fee)
Trickle my stark (Jelly) easy finds it wit Nelly (Relly)
Sickle with my round medallion
all the way to my belly (belly)
Lord to devil in housing roxing by the gallon
We vitally known for my spittery see all of people asking me
"How you come up with dat shit?" hey but I your tape
Show me how to do that (shit) damn thing (you wack)

Now look wagons with buck eyes
Kits with TV's inside
Twenty inch bling, that's platinum
out the hummer nigga with the fist to mack em
This is a lot pimping and bitches
I slap 'em holla at my E-40
And we gap 'em twenty inch fit adapt to slap 'em
Get the matching at over east that's platinum

Flamboastin'yolking,
Through neighborhood unseen-n-sparcing
Gettin' this cause we never broken
Roastin' these hoes is all we
Flamboastin' From to coast
Flamboastin' all we know
Flamboastin' out hoe
Fo' Shiggaty

When I smooth up in a writers block and my is my enemy (enemy)
I hit the roughly to enhance my cre-a-tivity (creativity)
on the go (go)
Straight up ghetto star "Star" from 310 (OHH)
Niggas compartment for my strap
Climate control, , A/C in the back
with a type on my lap
Officer Smokey and Mr. Law swear I sell crack
(Swear I crack) Artiste Pimp on Rap Professional Highsider
With the black screens, dash and who the sunlight's?

Everything or silver I'm macking
Weezy We gat a Beamer that's
to be a Low-Low on 18 and adapting
Bitch that's not a movie and nigga we ain't
truck got hot I paint it platinum
And I know a in Oakland named Platinum
Talk how she could eat the dick off the platter
I'm the #1 stunner bitch and I'm
(And I'm Mack, and I'm )

Flamboastin'yolking,
Through your unseen-n-sparcing
Gettin' money cause we never broken
Roastin' these is all we knowin'
Flamboastin' From to coast
Flamboastin' all we know
Flamboastin' out hoe
Flamboastin' Fo'