Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yeah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 President Shit, hell yeah

It's big Gucci, excuse me while I
Until my release, my nigga, no lights out, out
on in silence, why do I pull more violence?
We're

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

Stretch from to Compton, to Bouldacrest

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

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