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 never understood up in the hood
Never right from wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no
Mannish knucklehead hard head heathen
Meanin' give a fuck life I seen my momma
Stab my in the stomach with a knife

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

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

Damn near flashin', that's what the I'm doin'
And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker
I got my motherfuckin' 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 of marbles on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin'

Understand my shit, the situation is way 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
Nigga for no apparent reason I'm duh duh duh duh it out
At this, got it fired up, choppers in the back of the

About to light the crib up
Bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as cane
Three in the mornin' it's labor chasin' paper
Nigga twerkin', go to several car
Clickers come esouped with
ovens and credit cards

Pullin' all of heavy metal straps
Beatin' nijjas down bumper jacks
Lip's overseas shoot crap
Try to have more paper than a
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out when the flexes
Liable, a whole on a psycho
Vital, out for the rival tribal dead on arrival

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter ounce is on
Run up in his home white sock or
With the pistal, pistol whip a nigga
a zap force, seen this hammer, arm and hammer
Bakin' soda, to the scanner, scared man
win, especially when a nigga packin'
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the Elroy's pulled me
And put the flashlight to my window and me I was speedin'
And I got to, flashin' on 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 bad and I got to flashin'

On a motherfucker, motherfucker 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

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

For the troop, might shoot
Durin' the drug deal at the mouth
Voluntarily raps your folkers out
Tight since Little 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 niggas don't bring me
My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I squinges off the
ballin', alcohol and weed
A thousand worth of chump change, chicken feed

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

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

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

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

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