Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

While my smilin' to remind me
Of the time they robbed me no problems
Now my problems solved and rovolvin' around
All [Incomprehensible]

Stretch from here to Compton, to

That's somethin' to those who nothin'
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 kush shit, yeah
that President Bush shit, hell yeah

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