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 full of funk, nigga, while I'm bread
Sliding through your system, banging, 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 clothes up in this like Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake booty at the same time
I'd be damned if I go to jail for the same crime

I'm too to get caught up in this dirty game
I'm a scholar that make off the birdy game
Crip I got it popping 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 ecstasy
Bad habits, you better kick it it get you loc
And try to get hooked on this chronic smoke
Fo'

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

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

Uh, huh, these got you head nodding
And this chick got the from your ears throbbing
Known to do it, baby bubblin', do 'chu dare it
Love when bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, 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 stuck up off the freezyness
bitch, same pitch, nothing 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 ties, domino playing up here
that they legalize but fuck it still choke top down
Baby blowing smoke in the sky, on

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

Man, I see the same
I know they already
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, breaking up blueberry
(It nothing)
And every hood showing but love
(It nothing)

buds ain't the same, for the simple brain
Should'a never let me learn what millions 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 still don't fuckin'
Dedicated to you, baby, your gangsta lean
You gots to be my queen 'cause I'm the King

The one with the Bigg house the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole
You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so
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, up your stereo
'Cause here we go, we go

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

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

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