Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night

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

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

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

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

Yeah we never early in the game
We brought yup heavy spen up in every state yeah
You bond to tiered of the boad and tape
7-60 Bound to scape put 'em all around ya
to cool walk in ya place get every dime
You got up out of ya safe plus you gettin more wit bait
Before the law surroundin ya place
My dogs get pound of ya cake

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

We the present and the
You as well get used to us
We around a minute givin 'em what they wanted
The niggas they fronted
But still sick to they stomache once they hear the gunnaz
Yeah they know they
Comin you try to her "Please baby dont wear that"
But on her own think she aint tryna hear that
You knowin whats gonna happen after the
C and Neef up in the sweat we out the lobby
after back she trippin all off that army me
Cuff my lib not even the gang
these chickens 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 hit them niggas up
Then we breeze off calmly bucky
Behind me the ROC me
Yup

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

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