Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me the Ass

Ha, say who's scientific, 3 C-F (that's my crew)

Yo, on the real homey, let me let you about me
Cause too many people who can talk about me
See frontin' ain't nothin', who tryin' to jerk
Half of niggas talkin' can't pay for the work
They in my pocket, this flow, can't stop it
Shit, 20 bricks and a team to mop it
Who knock it?
Get out the socket (Hey, who's gettin' money?)
the topic
Stay true, in it for you
I you wanna get down, Martinies and Malibu
a dream, pay attention to the sceme
Follow the rules and we all get cream

Baby if you me the ass (baby if you give me the ass)
Maybe you might see cash (maybe you might see some cash)
If you think I'm moving to fash (if you think I'm to fash)
We can lace this blunt hash

Les:
Where you
Q-Bourgh, harsh and rugged ma bourgh
new joint (what?)
Give it to you radio style, so can groove
Gotta make this in 9-7
Attack the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we ain't gettin' no

No doubt, mix the Guinstout, the Colt 40
Toastin' the majority, bent
With tobacco spilt on the
my beats from the basement, on this one cut
No shit (shhhhh)
That's why we hit you in the with a joint you familiar with

Yo shortie rock we can wine and
But in time let me remind, eventually I to be
Somewhere behind you, you
Never the less here to you
Take you outta def and dumb and you
No game shortie, laugh
It's all math, material things just last
So this L and parlay with me
Cause tonight shortie rock you gonna with me

Pyscho
Son beat is mad hot, 100 degrees
Slide back the sun roof, a breeze
Let out the from the trees, torch our beat
by strink G's
As I count Ben-G's, I off this track doin friendly
Kick it to this in spicey like Wendys
Tried to touch her tada, said "Ah-ah"
Turned the Chewbacca, but I was like...

(X2)

Give me the ass baby, me the ass baby, can't live without the ass baby
me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh give me the ass, baby give me the
ass
Oh me the ass

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