Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Me

Yo, the nigga with the nasty flow and the clean rag six-four
the D's spinnin' I can bag a hoe
Top down, so my rag can show, whatever in the
Purple or orange, haze, just a bag of 'dro

Hit snatch my khakis on, Aladdin Lounge
In Jacobs denim and Don Magli's on
I'm a gangsta and the birds love it
20 with a and sit on base like Kirby Puckett

You can't buy a Ferrari, fuck it, cop from J
The bricks come with Louis luggage
He order and cover it, the dimes is free
The is 75, the ball is live

nobody fumblin' on my block
We in the field like or Marshall Faulk, we runnin' the rock
less than a hundred a pop, anything less you a cop
Shoot you and take your and your glock, motherfuckers

What'chu know about stackin' G's, you got to come wit me
Puffin' on green, you got to come fuck wit me
My team is just oh, so clean, you got to come wit me
know about stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me

I'm in the streets like the place is mine, told to cover my
I push paper to my shine
I'm on my chief, jumpin' out the wagon Tyco
And get the kind of paper these niggaz'll die fo'

Bossed out, camouflage under my B
Motorbike, fast cars, and jetskis
number 1, keep your eye on your cash flow
'Cause rule number 2, get rid of your best so

of 'em best show, ridin' in stress mode
'Less they got petrol, pushin' Benz slow
Pick up the Game, count some cash
Then we, get to the do', then you put on your

On some other shit, ridin' boy now
We on the West coast, seek and now
It's like when whooped on that Georgetown
We had a riot in the streets, to blow now fo'sho' now

What'chu know stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me
Puffin' on sticky green, you got to fuck wit me
My team is just oh, so clean, you got to fuck wit me
What'chu know stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me

The underboss, ill too
Buildin' my stocks off the and the wears will sag
Not Gil but tryin' to top, the nerd Bill
the city of project buildings and them Mossberg K's

San Francisco, West coast, Northern Bay,
Man, Get Low so best to toast or torch'll spray on ya
Uhh, makin' mafia moves, from the cops
Yeah, they tried ya dude

But nah, the ball, it don't
A shot callin', if I fall then my thoughts gon'
Yeah, underboss with and Doc Figgaro
[Incomprehensible] and I'm the individual

Holdin' weight in the dope
the 8-8, oh, fold [Incomprehensible]
Watch our and our team skyrocket
Visualize I can rip beam on the and not 8 guys can't stop it

What'chu know stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me
Puffin' on sticky green, you got to fuck wit me
My is just oh, so clean, you got to come fuck wit me
What'chu about stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me