Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night

Its a friday night and the bass was
The was rockin the party was jumpin
It long for everybody knew (just blaze)
on the B-box (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the rock
Before I hit the club hit the weed it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

Its like king midas as I was
Young C was on the 13 years old
I don't to brag
I had the meanest bag the suppliers was my
I was bringin half charge of the block
A pean the ave still bringin on the scene
At last still gloves and as I proceed mad
Mats, mad gats, mad seed
Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid been hella pimpin
You already know what it is, they gotta notice the whip
I done show them the wrist, they already that Chris
And know tha to stick to the script
It don't last hit 'em and I last long
Can't drive em south long send 'em in a cab
You mad long getcha bags gone
I ain't got a dime for you for me pass on

Its a friday night and the bass was
The honeyz was rockin the party was
It wasnt for everybody knew (just blaze)
What's on the (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the heat
Before I hit the hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

Back in vest, mach in the tech
Show you how to clap wit perfect when actin a mess
We from PHILLY free, peedie crack
And the rest mac south O and sparks
Back on the west we the of the new school
Heated cause my jewls get my jewls cool
Every weekend its a new crew to set the record staight
Soon as the break ship T2 more to the store wath it levatate

Yeah we never late early in the
We brought pain yup spen up in every state yeah
You bond to hate of the boad and tape
7-60 Bound to scape put 'em all around ya
Time to cool in ya place get every dime
You got up out of ya safe plus you more surronded wit bait
Before the law come ya place
My dogs get every pound of ya

Its a friday and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was rockin the was jumpin
It wasnt long for knew (just blaze)
What's on the (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the rock
Before I hit the club hit the weed it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

We the and the future
You as well get used to us
We been around a minute 'em what they wanted
The niggas they fronted
But still sick to they stomache once hear about the gunnaz
Yeah they know girl
you try to tell her "Please baby dont wear that"
But she's on her own think she aint tryna that
You knowin gonna happen after the party
C and Neef up in the sweat we fishin out the
Back after back she trippin all off army me
my lib not even probably the gang
Hereso these get bodied
We show you how we up better than the party
Did it in the party me slippin out hardly baby
Tucked the addition we army hit them up
Then we breeze off bucky right
Behind me the ROC me
Yup

Its a friday and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was the party was jumpin
It long for everybody knew (just blaze)
on the B-box (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the rock
Before I hit the club hit the spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

Chris and Neefie
Chris and Neefie
Chris and Neefie
Chris and lil'
Chris and Neefie
and lil' Neefie