Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

A thousand of that mid shit, hell yeah
This that shit get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah
This that Bush shit, hell yeah

A bags of that mid shit, hell yeah
This that shit get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah
This that President Bush shit, hell

This that arm on my shit
My girlfriend think she Bush, bitch, hell yeah
And I'm off that lean shit
My brotha Duke keep on me that green shit

Fuck jail, time and I'm hood rich
I'm in zone 6 and I throw it like the first pitch
My yellow in the front and I parked it
A black chick in heels, match the carpet

I'm pullin' up to the club I own it
with that bullshit, Gucci don't condone it
My tolerance get low with the
I woke up, my main chick a Lexus

A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah
that shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of that kush shit, hell
This that President Bush shit, hell

A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah
This shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of that kush shit, hell
that President Bush shit, hell yeah

I be the Brick Squad youngin', stankin' a funyan
All these rap niggas toed like a Bunyan
I'm B-S and you B-S but I'm Brick and you bullshit
Pistol like a Chaperon, we goin' on a school

Places that you never seen on that stupid green
on a stupid beam, hit the scene in Limousine
Codine, promthzine, I'm my pinky ring
Nigga, what the fuck you mean? Brick Squad dream

I got to blow, naw, I ain't drizzy
Money make the go round, that's why I'm dizzy
Standin' behind flock, they like, "Who is it?"
dunkin' in this mothafuck, cut the chicken

A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah
This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah
bags of that kush shit, hell yeah
This that President shit, hell yeah

A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah
This shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred of that kush shit, hell yeah
This that President Bush Shit, yeah

big Gucci, excuse me while I ball
Until my release, my nigga, no lights out, out
Creep on in silence, why do I pull violence?
non-violent

While my tatoos to remind me
Of the time they robbed me no problems
Now my problems and they rovolvin' around
All these

from here to Compton, to Bouldacrest

That's to those who have nothin'
No bluffin', Brick Squad no,

A thousand of that mid shit, hell yeah
This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah
Hundred of that kush shit, hell yeah
that President Bush shit, hell yeah

A thousand of that mid shit, hell yeah
This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah
Hundred of that kush shit, hell yeah
that President Bush shit, hell yeah