Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin With Me

Yo, it's the nigga with the 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
or orange, haze, it's just a bag of 'dro

Hit snatch 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 like Puckett

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

Ain't fumblin' on my block
We in the field like Biggs or Marshall Faulk, we runnin' the
less than a hundred a pop, anything less you a cop
Shoot you and take your vest and your glock,

What'chu know about stackin' G's, you got to fuck wit me
on sticky 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 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 to increase my shine
I'm on my chief, jumpin' out the like Tyco
And get the kind of that these niggaz'll die fo'

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

None of 'em best show, in stress mode
they got petrol, pushin' that Benz slow
Pick up the Game, count some cash
Then we, get to the do', then you put on mask

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

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

The underboss, ill too
Buildin' my stocks off the blocks and the will sag
Not Gil but tryin' to top, the nerd Bill
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, they tried stoppin' ya

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

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

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