Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Me

Yo, it's the 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, in the dutch
Purple or orange, haze, it's a bag of 'dro

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

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

Ain't nobody fumblin' on my
We in the like Biggs or Marshall Faulk, we runnin' the rock
Nothin' less than a hundred a pop, less you a cop
Shoot you and your vest and your glock, motherfuckers

What'chu know about stackin' G's, you got to fuck wit me
Puffin' on sticky green, you got to fuck 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 the place is mine, told to cover my tracks
I paper to increase my shine
I'm on my chief, jumpin' out the like Tyco
And get the of paper that these niggaz'll die fo'

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

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

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

What'chu know about G's, you got to come fuck 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
What'chu about stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me

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

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

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

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

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