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 full of funk, nigga, while I'm bread
Sliding your system, banging, bobbing heads
Doing mines and I care what other niggaz saying

They can pop it but can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine
Selling clothes up in this like Calvin Klein
cuties to shake they booty 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 that make dollaz off the birdy game
Crip I got it popping on the boulevard
Man, I ain't fucking Chevy's, I got my own car

D O double, you don't rumble, why you testing 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 to West Coast
All my doggs, we could
We 'bout to take bank roll
Everywhere I go

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

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

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

Ain't never stuck up off the
Same bitch, same pitch, ridiculous
Want this brown girl, I see you thug your lips
Gotta have bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me

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

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

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

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

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

Taste buds the same, for the simple brain
Should'a let me learn 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
East Coast, West Coast, you still 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 with the Bigg things
Eve, you blessed the whole scene
You're the of the team, with cream, you're so supreme
A blessin' in the skies, up your 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 we go, here we go

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

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

It nothing
It nothing
It nothing
It ain't