Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Y'all

Yeah, yeah, Eve
And you know, you better

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

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

I'm too slick to get caught up in this dirty
I'm a scholar that make off the birdy game
Crip hoping I got it on the boulevard
Man, I fucking with Chevy's, I got my own car

D O double, you don't wanna rumble, why you me?
Oh, I know, you must be off them ecstasy
Bad habits, you better it before it get you loc
And try to get yourself hooked on chronic smoke
Fo'

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

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

Uh, huh, niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums from ears throbbing
Known to do it, baby bubblin', do dare stop it
when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, ain't nothing to me

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

Ain't never stuck up off the
bitch, same pitch, nothing ridiculous
Want brown girl, I see you thug lick your lips
have that bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me

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

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

Man, I see the hoes
I know already know
Yeah, we like it 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, up blueberry buds
(It nothing)
And every showing nothing but love
(It nothing)

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

Not ready for the collision, stay up in your
East Coast, West Coast, you 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 scene
You're the of the team, with cream, you're so supreme
A blessin' in the skies, open up eyes

Me and you together, shit, we gon' the vibes
Exercise and go we wanna go, stay fly
Sho' and original, turn up stereo
here we go, here we go

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

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

It nothing
It nothing
It nothing
It ain't