Luyện nghe bài hát Friday

You know it ain't no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm
It's Friday night so every-thang is
I got $kin to on da Hen'
So let the games

"Yakity yak", talk back or it's on
Callin' up Earl on the car
Mack 10 got out of court, rollin'
Through the in his super sport Brotha Too $hort

Eighteens got the view mirrors vibratin'
And Daytons, you know how we do it
Ain't to it but to floss
Overcrowdin' [it's a Mortuary in L.A., CA]

'Cause if ya fuck wit ours, we leave
Out of G cars, livin' like stars
hit tha highway
On the run, fool, 'cause it's Friday

Oh yeah, ya neighborhood in the air
If ya don't
Oh yeah, ya neighborhood in the air
If ya care

Standin' outside on a Friday on the edge
we all got 'dem hard heads
It seems we all a'waitin'
befor' da drive-by playin' tag wit

But we chillin' yeah, we ready and willin'
Ya hear about the latest west side
Forty sippin', set trippin', 4'
Pistol grippin', slippin'

BG's to hang out
But OG sayin', "Take ya "little' ass in the house!"
My big just got out
to be down; now he's just crack-out

He was 'bout as as Darth Vadar
In his sweatshirt, khakis, and Taylors
Just him in the driveway
Gettin' beat like a smoker, fool, 'cause Friday

Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya care
Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya care, fool!

"Why must I be that and chase da' cat"
Or for a hood rat
Dookie braids no
in and out of town with a chicken what she got

And I love her 'cause she
To fuck around wit the underground hound
And her ass is big round and
Jacked up makin' nigga down the

Smokin' indo, dat Super Nintendo
Hear a rat, Tat, tat, on my
Gave her ass dat thrust
Don't the rubber 'cause its bound the bust

In the oven, in the
I had on two so I was
'Cause dat make ya dick hang sideways
And dat ain't cool fool its Friday

Oh yeah, throw ya in the air
If ya don't
Oh yeah, ya neighborhood in the air
If ya care

Throw the side in da air
the east side in da air
Throw the side in da air
Throw the north in da air
Oh,