Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yes

Thousand bags of mid shit (hell yea)
This that shit that get yo rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of kush shit (hell yea)
that president bush shit (hell yea)

This that arm on my shit
My think she president bush bitch
Hell yea, and I'm gon off that lean
My brotha duke keep on sendin me that shit
jail gucci time, and I'm hoodrich
I'm in zone 6, and I throw it like the first pitch
My yellow rari, in the front and I it
A chick in some heels match the carpet
I'm pullin up to the club I own it
Ain't with bullshit, gucci don't condone it
My get low with the flexxin
I woke up bought my chick a lexus
Thousand bags of mid shit (hell yea)
This that shit that get yo rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of kush shit (hell yea)
This that president shit (hell yea)

I be the youngin
Stankin like a
All these otha rap niggas, toed a bunyan
I'm BS and you BS
But I'm and you BULLSHIT
Pistol like a
We goin on a trip
Places that you seen
Blowin on stoopid green
Rollin on a beam
Hit the in limozine
Coke and
Diamonds I'm my ring
Nigga wat the u mean
dream team
I got money to blow, naw I ain't
Money make the world go round, why I'm dizzy
Standin gucc, flock, the like who is it
Slim in this mothafuck
Cut the
Thousand bags of mid shit (hell yea)
This that that get yo kidz rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that kush (hell yea)
This president bush shit (hell yea)

It's big gucci, me while I ball
Until my release, my nigga, no out
Lights out, creep on in
Why do I more violence
Wen
While my tatoos
To remind me of the time they robbed me, no problem
Now my problems solved, and they around all these countries
And I'm country, stretch here to compton, to boldacrest...
That's something to those who nothin
No bluffin bricksqaud no
bags of that mid shit (hell yea)
This that shit get yo kidz rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that shit (hell yea)
This that president bush (hell yea)