Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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

that arm on my kush 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, Gucci time and I'm rich
I'm in zone 6 and I throw it like the first pitch
My yellow 'Rari in the front and I it
A black in some heels, match the carpet

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

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

A thousand bags of mid shit, hell yeah
This that shit 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', like a funyan
All these otha rap niggas toed 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 trip

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

I got money to blow, naw, I drizzy
Money make the world go round, that's why I'm
behind Gucci flock, they like, "Who is it?"
Slim dunkin' in this mothafuck, cut the

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

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

big Gucci, excuse me while I ball
Until my release, my nigga, no out, lights out
on in silence, why do I pull more violence?
We're

While my smilin' to remind me
Of the time they robbed me with no
Now my problems solved and they around
All these

Stretch here to Compton, to Bouldacrest

That's somethin' to who have nothin'
No bluffin', Squad no, cuffin'

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

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 Bush shit, hell yeah