Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night

Its a friday and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was the party was jumpin
It wasnt 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

Its like midas as I was told
C was on the block 13 years old
I don't to brag
I had the meanest bag the was my peeps
I was half took charge of the block
A the ave still bringin cash on the scene
At still gloves and mask as I proceed mad
Mats, mad gats, mad hollow
Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid been hella pimpin
You already know it is, they don't gotta notice the whip
I done show them the wrist, they already know Chris
And know tha to stick to the script
It don't last hit 'em and I last long
Can't drive em south 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 party was
It long 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

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

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

Its a friday night and the was bumpin
The honeyz was rockin the 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 it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

We the and the future
You might as well get to us
We been around a minute givin 'em what they
The niggas they never
But still sick to they stomache once they about the gunnaz
Yeah they they girl
Comin you try to tell her "Please baby wear that"
But she's on her own think she aint tryna that
You knowin whats gonna after the party
C and Neef up in the we fishin out the lobby
after back she trippin all off that army me
Cuff my lib not even probably the
Hereso chickens get bodied
We you how we switch up better than the party
Did it in the me slippin out hardly baby baretta
Tucked the addition we army hit niggas up
Then we breeze off calmly bucky
me the ROC behind me
Yup

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 it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

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