Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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

jail, Gucci time and I'm hood rich
I'm in that 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, bought my main chick a

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 shit, hell yeah

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, hell

I be the Brick Squad youngin', like a funyan
All these otha rap niggas toed like a
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 blowin' on that stupid green
Rollin' on a beam, hit the scene in Limousine
Codine, promthzine, diamonds I'm my ring
Nigga, what the fuck you mean? Brick dream team

I got money to blow, naw, I 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 mid shit, hell yeah
This that shit that get yo rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of kush shit, hell yeah
This that President shit, hell yeah

A thousand bags of that mid shit, yeah
that shit that get yo kids rich, hell yeah
Hundred bags of 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 more violence?
We're

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

from here to Compton, to Bouldacrest

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

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