Luyện nghe bài hát Hard In Da Paint Remix

Wocka (Verse 1)

I go hard in the paint nigga
leave you stankin
what the fuk u thankin
I wont die for shit or wat the fuck i say (Brick squad)
Front yard broad day da SK (ba ba ba ba ba ba bow)
See Gucci, thats my nigga
I hang in the dale wit dem hit killers
waka flaka one hood ass nigga
Ridin real bendin corners my nigga

(Chorus)
main bitch (and) Gotta mistress (what else?)
a couple girlfriends, Im so rich
my dick hard and keep me smokin(*coughing*)
you'll get bills shawty no jkin
Ey wat i for? Flocka! (Brick squad)
Ima die for shawty man i swear to god
In the trap some killers and some hood niggas (Wassup?)
Where u at? where ur trap? u aint nigga
keep shit 300, put that shit on my hood
Crips with me, G's n the vice lords (Brrrreett)
Eses in the meeko off the dome
Brick squad Waka flame its fuckin on!

(Verse 2)

I go hard, I go in the A boy
play boy, optim on the way boy
first name platnum last name triple threat
seven years in the game and i aint even yet
bringing princes from the A and aint nobody blockin
is for my girls who be pop pop popping that
waka thats my mufkin partna
shoot sick, so sick call the doctor
Still rock gucci and i roll gucci
camera stay rolling you think im in the movies
long daisy dukes, get em georgia peaches out
corn bread, yeah thats how we do it in the south
I use to be the one with the jar
now these taste better wen they in ya (ow)
Just ask about me yeah my ring penny bells
eastside, in the ATL
I know ive been for to long
yeah i got my brighten, now its on (its ciara hoe)

I go hard, I go in the A boy
Dont play boy, on the way boy
I go hard, I go in the A boy
play boy, optim on the way boy