Luyện nghe bài hát Flyin Foreigns

ask me "What UP"
Ticket on dat
that Pop-A-Lot shit bitch turn that up louder
We was caine movin, Now we flyin in them nigga

650 for the thang
If you want it better come and get it
Meet me at the walmart on right next door to the thrift inn
All I do is get it in
It was him and his
"You got 2 zips?"

Served him and his man and I
Blue Flipper
Like The Clipper's
TrapHouse We Are them Niggas
Got on Traphouse
My Bank get bigger
Choppers on Deck, Dont me pull the Trigger
off White, mayonnaise
This Polo Handmade
and champagne
The City wit my campaign
thing you know im ridin down 3-6
In A V-12, No not A V-6
All the on my Penis
Its like A you gotta see this
Twain Gotti and G Son
Im till the police come
Hit my cellie if you need
I DOA sheet em
thru the city everybody know my name
Pop-A-Lot
Ballin, But it A Game.

All I did was on my way to cashing checks
Mr Bank of America on Deck
I was At the Fargo like what do you expect
Ridin Thru the wit the city on my back

jumpin like Jordan
Pass Of like
Ballin like did

We was caine movin now we flyin in them nigga
No students

2

They im not A star
foreign Broad
In A Car
That Dessert Go "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM"
That bitch be my guard
Laughing all the way to the
Like Hardy har
Buncha Soft niggas ain't hardly hard
The topless like this Mardi Gras
Bad bitch named Molly
French bon voyage
And she pop Molly
She up and she party hard.
She Gotta friend Connie
Be "Pop-A-Lot ohhhh My GOD
I GOT ALL YOUR TAPES FLOW GO SO HARD"
Next thing you know she wanna blow the squad
Im ridin round town in A Chevy servin
Im tryna turn this Chevy A Lamborghini
Niggas know your boy pack heat A sauna
And I be in the city any hood I wanna
know Pop-A-Lot Retarded
Gotta trunk fulla stinky like I farted
All the bad in the hood wanna holla
Narcotics Nigga Money I got it
Shawty believe me
This Trappin shit easy
You eat if you ain't hungry, You get Captured if your Greedy
Im the MVP im tryna Score
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
Feds in the Door.....

All I did was flex on my way to cashing
Mr Bank of America on Deck
I was At the Fargo like what do you expect
Ridin Thru the wit the city on my back

jumpin like Jordan
Pass Of like
Ballin like did

We was caine movin now we flyin in foreigns nigga
No students

All I did was on my way to cashing checks
Mr Bank of Deposits on Deck
I was At the Fargo like what do you expect
Thru the trap wit the city on my back

Trap like Jordan
Pass Of like
like Bird did

We was caine movin now we flyin in foreigns nigga
No students