Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow
Pow Pow hot on a nigga head
Chest out never grew up in the hood
knew right from wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no
Mannish little knucklehead hard head
Meanin' give a fuck about I seen my momma
Stab my in the stomach with a knife

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

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

Damn flashin', that's what the fuck 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 kind of on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm tellin' a you touch my shit and I'm flashin'

my shit, the situation is way damn 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 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 bang shoot 'em up fame
Got a little to my name, as sugar cane
in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin' paper
Nigga twerkin', go to Russian car
Clickers come esouped with
Microwave and credit cards

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

Psycho, it's all survival
Quarter zippers is on
Run up in his home white or bone
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 and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, on they ass
I got to like a demon the motherfuckers 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, motherfucker out there
Talkin' crazy to me 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, used to be comrade
Used to the same hoes, wear Jeff clothes
Closer 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 flippin' at the
Voluntarily raps motherfuckin' folkers out
about since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a diamond get day skunk

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

A criminal a full of dirty deeds
niggaz black eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower ears and extra
Gun clappin' slappin' party crashin'
Brash and motherfucker

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

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

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