Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a nigga
Chest out understood grew up in the hood
Never knew from wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for for no reason
Mannish little knucklehead hard heathen
Meanin' a fuck 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 doubt, take a nigga out
For trying to go between my motherfuckin' paper
Wet his ass up, that see and go
Fully automatic I'm a wipe away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you spittin' heat then motherfucker
You betta damn be workin' for me or else you're fucked

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, liar
Dope got me like this, certify high
Smokin' more than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up Denny's and order a gang of food
Run up out of that fuck ass motherfucker
Without havin' any N kind of intention on even payin'

near flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker
I got my heater out and I'm sayin' fuck the world
I'm pissin' on everything, fuck it, I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad
I got all kind of on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my and I'm flashin'

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

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

Pullin' all kind of heavy straps
nijjas down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas shoot
Try to have more paper than a
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out when the yard
Liable, blow a on a psycho
Vital, lookin' out for the rival tribal dead on

Psycho, all about survival
ounce zippers is on
Run up in his home white sock or
the chrome pistal, pistol whip a nigga
with a zap force, this hammer, arm and hammer
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 told me
The day I go to turn off my P G and E
Nigga and I got to actin' bad and I got to

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

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

For the state troop, shoot
the drug deal flippin' at the mouth
Voluntarily your motherfuckin' folkers out
Tight about since League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a get some day skunk

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty a old hag
She get hella stanky if you're get teared up
But us don't bring me back
My motherfuckin' bag, I squinges off the hinges
ballin', alcohol and weed
A thousand dollars worth of change, chicken feed

A criminal record a of dirty deeds
Givin' niggaz black eyes and lips
ears and extra clips
Gun music slappin' party crashin'
Brash and flashin'

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

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

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

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