Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a head
Chest out understood grew up in the hood
knew right from wrong
Get to on a nigga for nothin' for no reason
little knucklehead hard head heathen
Meanin' give a about life I seen my momma
Stab my in the stomach with a knife

When I was three years old, finally it out
That's why a nigga coke, clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt, a nigga out
For trying to go between my paper route
Wet his ass up, nigga see and go
Fully convertible I'm a wipe away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' heat then
You betta sure be workin' for me or else you're fucked

Either that, I get your jaw up, pathological liar
Dope game got me like this, high
more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a of food
Run up out of that prejudiced fuck ass
Without even havin' any N kind of intention on even

Damn flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm up in this motherfucker
I got my motherfuckin' out and I'm sayin' fuck the world
I'm on everything, fuck it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad
I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin'
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you my shit and I'm flashin'

Understand my shit, the situation is way real
Motherfucker I'm off the shit
And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement, I'm
I'm out there bad I'm poppin' in the air for nothin'
Nigga for no reason I'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it fired up, in the back of the truck

About to light the nigga up
Bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as cane
Three in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin'
twerkin', go to several Russian car
Clickers come esouped VCR's
Microwave and credit cards

Pullin' all kind of metal straps
nijjas down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas crap
Try to have paper than a factory
gettin' to showin' out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a whole on a
Vital, lookin' out for the rival dead on arrival

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter ounce is on
Run up in his white sock or bone
With the chrome pistal, pistol a nigga
with a zap force, seen this hammer, arm and
Bakin' soda, to the scanner, scared man
Can't win, especially when a packin'
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the Elroy's pulled me
And put the flashlight to my and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, on they ass
I got to actin' like a demon the motherfuckers me
The other day I go to off my P G and E
and I got to actin' bad and I got to flashin'

On a motherfucker, come out there
crazy to me lookin' at me crazy up in the motherfuckin' sto'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
Don't let me get to flashin' on yo' ass
Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker on my shoe
And I got to

all bad, motherfucker used to be comrade
Used to fuck the hoes, wear Jeff clothes
than a bugger to a nose, choosin' vogues
Slammin' Cadillac together, cookin' crack
eighteens if it's back, overkill
Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout

For the state troop, might
Durin' the drug deal at the mouth
Voluntarily your motherfuckin' folkers out
about since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper dropped a diamond get some day skunk

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, like a old hag
She get hella stanky if you're get teared up
But us niggas bring me back
My duffel bag, I squinges off the hinges
ballin', alcohol and weed
A dollars worth of chump change, chicken feed

A criminal record a full of dirty
Givin' niggaz eyes and bloody lips
ears and extra clips
Gun clappin' music slappin' party
and motherfucker flashin'

The holiday came on the first second and third of the month
my check late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor hollerin' that shit about my beat too
I walked up the motherfuckin' and I got ta
Tellin bitch I'm flashin'
Send a rookie to the store to bring me some Rossi Ron

He brought me Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On that bitch ass motherfucker, silly
A motherfucker up in this motherfucker flashin'
Get to testin' my testicles nigga and flash on yo' ass

Bad word get to me and I'm flashin'
all my money up in the dice game and I flash
Didn't let me up in the Club Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a hundred count of my and I'm flashed
Big Willie cashed my hawkin' money so I took it to Scottie's
To keep myself from

Bought dollar 250 worth of liquor and they tried to me
For some ice and I
Got jumped outside a house party left me for dead
When I got home I seen motherfuckers
And they ass was in the red, I got to
I ya, bitch these niggaz I tell ya
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit