Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Me

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

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

You buy a Ferrari, fuck it, cop lle' from J
The come with Louis Vuitton luggage
He rock and cover it, the dimes is free
The quarters is 75, the ball is

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

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

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

Bossed out, camouflage my vest B
Motorbike, cars, broads and jetskis
Rule number 1, keep your eye on your cash
'Cause number 2, will get rid of your best so

None of 'em best show, ridin' in mode
'Less they got petrol, that Benz slow
up the Game, let's count some cash
Then we, get to the do', you put on your mask

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

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

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

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

But nah, the ball, it stop
A callin', if I fall then my thoughts gon' flock
Yeah, with Game and Doc Figgaro
[Incomprehensible] and I'm the individual

Holdin' weight in the dope
Tokin' the 8-8, oh, fold
Watch our bread and our team
Visualize I can rip on the cash and not 8 guys can't stop it

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