Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Y'all

Yeah, yeah, Eve
And you know, you know

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

They can pop it but can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine
Selling up in this bitch like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to they booty at the same time
I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the 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 ain't with Chevy's, I got my own car

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

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

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

Uh, huh, niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the from your ears throbbing
Known to do it, bubblin', do 'chu dare stop it
Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, ain't to me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Huh, up blueberry buds
(It nothing)
And hood showing nothing but love
(It nothing)

Taste ain't 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 simple
Keep real doggs close, hate cats with brains

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

The one the Bigg house with the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the scene
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 gon' collect the
Exercise and go where we go, stay fly
Sho' and original, turn up stereo
'Cause here we go, we go

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

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

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