Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Y'all

Yeah, yeah, Eve
And you know, you better

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

They can pop it but they can't stop it, boy, I'm mine
Selling clothes up in this bitch Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake they 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 game
I'm a scholar that make dollaz off the game
Crip hoping I got it popping on the
Man, I fucking with Chevy's, I got my own car

D O double, you wanna 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, from East to West Coast
All my doggs, we could
We 'bout to take some roll
Everywhere I go

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

Uh, huh, niggas got you head 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 song pimps, ain't to me

Got my nigga, Snoop, he down
As for my nigga, Nate, shit, he was in
Created heat so you can bang it, it nice and loud
block me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV

Ain't stuck up off the freezyness
Same bitch, same pitch, nothing
Want this brown girl, I see you thug lick lips
Gotta have bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me

Keep love on the both sides, we in the
On niggas getting smoke ties, domino playing up here
that they legalize but fuck it still choke top down
Baby blowing 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 know
Yeah, we like it raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Dogg

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

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

Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple
Should'a never let me learn what millions really
Yeah, I'm a simple girl but really don't simple things
Keep doggs close, hate cats with simple 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 I'm the Bigg King

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

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

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 know they already
Yeah, we it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Dogg

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