Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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 shit, hell yeah

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

Fuck jail, Gucci time and I'm rich
I'm in zone 6 and I throw it like the first pitch
My 'Rari 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
Ain't with that bullshit, Gucci condone it
My get low with the flexin'
I woke up, my main chick a Lexus

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

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

Places that you never blowin' on that stupid green
Rollin' on a stupid beam, hit the in Limousine
Codine, promthzine, diamonds I'm my pinky
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' Gucci flock, they like, "Who is it?"
dunkin' in this mothafuck, cut the chicken

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

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, hell

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

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

from here to Compton, to Bouldacrest

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

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

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