Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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

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

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

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

A thousand bags of that mid shit, hell
This that 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' like a
All these rap niggas toed like 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 stupid green
Rollin' on a beam, hit the scene in Limousine
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 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 get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of kush shit, hell yeah
This President Bush shit, hell yeah

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 that Bush 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 more violence?
We're

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

Stretch from to Compton, to Bouldacrest

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

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

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