Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Y'all

Yeah, yeah, Eve
And you know, you know

I some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs
Trunk of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread
through your system, banging, bobbing heads
Doing mines and I don't care what other niggaz

They can pop it but they can't stop it, boy, I'm getting
Selling up in this bitch like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake booty at the same time
I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the same

I'm too to get caught up in this dirty game
I'm a scholar that make dollaz off the birdy
Crip hoping I got it on the boulevard
Man, I ain't with Chevy's, I got my own car

D O double, you wanna rumble, why you testing me?
Oh, I know, you be gone off them ecstasy
Bad habits, you better it before it get you loc
And try to get yourself on this chronic smoke
Fo'

Hey y'all, doggs from East to Coast
All my doggs, we smoke
We 'bout to some bank roll
that I go

Man, I see the hoes
I they already know
Yeah, we like it raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate

Uh, huh, these got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums from your ears
Known to do it, bubblin', do 'chu dare stop it
Love when bitches hate you, hear the pimps, ain't nothing to me

Got my nigga, Snoop, he been
As for my nigga, Nate, shit, he was in
heat so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud
Can't me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV

never stuck up off the freezyness
Same bitch, same pitch, ridiculous
Want this brown girl, I see you thug lick lips
Gotta that bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me

love on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas smoke ties, domino playing up here
Praying that they legalize but fuck it still top down
blowing smoke in the sky, come on

Hey y'all, doggs East to West Coast
All my doggs, we could
We to take some bank roll
that I go

Man, I see the same
I know they know
Yeah, we it real raw
Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg

Now, when you see me acting up in the
(It nothin')
Uh, six up on dub's
(It nothin')

Huh, breaking up blueberry
(It nothing)
And every showing nothing but love
(It nothing)

buds ain't the same, for the simple brain
Should'a never let me what millions really mean
Yeah, I'm a simple girl but really don't want things
real doggs close, hate cats with simple brains

Not ready for the collision, stay up in your
Coast, West Coast, you still don't fuckin' think
Dedicated to you, baby, keep your gangsta
You gots to be my queen I'm the Bigg King

The one with the Bigg house with the things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole
You're the queen of the team, with cream, so supreme
A blessin' in the skies, open up eyes

Me and you together, shit, we collect the vibes
Exercise and go where we go, stay fly
Sho' and original, up your stereo
'Cause here we go, we go

Hey y'all, doggs from East to Coast
All my doggs, we smoke
We 'bout to some bank roll
that I go

Man, I see the hoes
I know already know
Yeah, we it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate

It ain't
It ain't
It ain't
It nothing