Luyện nghe bài hát My Niggga Pooh

Intro:
Just (Oh Baby) oh baby, uh, killa

[Verse 1:
All the girls see the (Boy) look at his (Boy)
at this car (Boy) all I say is (Oh Boy)
Look mami I'm no good, I'm so
Clap at your soldiers sober then leave after it's
Killa, I'm not your companion or your man
Hit me when you wanna get rammed in, be scramblin
That's right with lot's of shop for lobsters
Cops and robbers listen block is blocka (Blocka!!!)
But she like the way I bop you peeped that
Mink on maury kicks chanel ski hat
She the (Boy) so I give her the (Boy)
Now she out (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)
She playin herself Cam dig it out lift her up
Ma it's just a fuck girl get it out on up
They wan't the boy Montana with guns bandanas
to my homeboy Santana

[Verse 2: Santana]
Y'all niggas can't fuck the (Boy) I'm tellin ya (Boy)
Put a in ya (Boy) now he bleedin (Oh Boy)
Get him his (Boy) he wheezin he need his (Boy)
He (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)
Damn shut up (Boy) snitchin (Oh Boy)
This niggas bitchin (Boy) he's (Oh Boy)
If feds was (Boy) damn, whoa, whoa....
I'm in trouble need bail money,
Where the fuck is my (Boy) I got for my (Boy)
That's why I fuck for my (Boy) my nigga (Oh Boy)
He gon get his (Boy) he got love for his (Boy)
my (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)

[Verse 3:
When he got caught the (Boy) we went to court for the (Boy)
me and my (Boy) and we sayin (Oh Boy)
Be on the block with my (Boy) with the Roc (Boy)
the cops come......squallin!!!!
Yeah this is for the cars, Benitas, Jimmy's
PJ's, old school, at the sports bar
Eight or on the (Boy) holla at your boy
Killa...holla...listen, it's the (Boy)
the R-O-C (Boy) you'll be D-O-A (Boy)
Your moms say (Oh Boy)
Shit, ain't no 'em guns we got alot of 'em
Matterfact Guru start 'em
slap up his (Boy) clap up his (Boy)
Wrap up his (Boy) get gats (Oh Boy)
are them (Boy) for the girls and the (Boy)
Say (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)

[Verse 4: Santana]
Now when they see Cam and his (Boy) say damn (Oh Boy)
Santana's that (Boy) squeeze hammers (Oh Boy)
Canons and bandanas we don't brandish
Blam at your man's canvas then scram with your leaded
And I'm back my (Boy)

Until that man is vanished away in the Canyon
These are grand standin
demand ransoms over them grands scramblin (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)
Well it Van Dam 'em Cam a blam blam 'em
Call up his (Boy) I'm down south
Mami I got the remedy I bet the enemy
Hire me somebody but now my body's like finicky
and Coppa we chill in Morocco for reela
We got doe chinchilla doe and fill with hollow's, huh
the (Boy) I said it's the (Boy)
I'm the (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy) Killa....