Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night

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

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

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

Back in effect vest, mach in the
Show you how to clap wit when they actin a mess
We from north free, peedie crack
And the mac south side O and sparks
Back on the we the leaders of the new school
Heated cause my jewls cool get my jewls
Every weekend its a new crew bout to set the record
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 to hate tiered of the boad and tape
7-60 Bound to scape put 'em all ya face
Time to cool walk in ya place get dime
You got up out of ya plus you gettin more surronded wit bait
the law come surroundin ya place
My dogs get every of ya cake

Its a friday night and the was bumpin
The honeyz was the party was jumpin
It wasnt long for everybody (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

We the and the future
You might as get used to us
We been a minute givin 'em what they wanted
The niggas never fronted
But still sick to they stomache once they hear about the
they know they girl
Comin you try to tell her "Please baby wear that"
But on her own think she aint tryna hear that
You knowin whats happen after the party
C and Neef up in the sweat we out the lobby
Back after she trippin all off that army me
Cuff my lib not probably the gang
Hereso these chickens get
We show you how we switch up than the party
Did it in the party me slippin out baby baretta
the addition we army hit them niggas up
Then we breeze off calmly right
me the ROC behind me
Yup

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

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