Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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

This 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 sendin' me green shit

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

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

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

A thousand bags of that mid shit, hell
This that shit that get yo kids rich, hell
Hundred bags of that shit, hell yeah
This that President 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 Squad and you
like a Chaperon, we goin' on a school trip

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

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?"
Slim dunkin' in mothafuck, cut the chicken

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

A thousand bags of that mid shit, hell
This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of that kush shit, yeah
This that President Shit, hell 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 more
We're

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

Stretch from here to Compton, to

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

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