Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Me

Yo, it's the nigga with the nasty flow and the 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, it's a bag of 'dro

Hit snatch with my khakis on, Lounge
In Mark denim 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 can't buy a Ferrari, it, cop lle' from J
The come with Louis Vuitton luggage
He order rock and cover it, the dimes is
The quarters is 75, the is live

Ain't nobody fumblin' on my
We in the field like Biggs or Marshall Faulk, we the rock
less than a hundred a pop, anything less you a cop
Shoot you and take vest 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 fuck wit me
What'chu know about stackin' G's, you got to come wit me

I'm in the streets like the is mine, told to cover my tracks
I push 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 number 2, will get rid of your best so

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

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

know about stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me
Puffin' on sticky green, you got to come 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

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, Northern Bay,
Man, it's Get Low so best to toast or spray on ya
Uhh, makin' mafia moves, skate from the
Yeah, they stoppin' ya dude

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

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

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