Luyện nghe bài hát My Niggga Pooh

Intro:
blaze (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 I'm no good, I'm so hood
Clap at your soldiers then leave after it's over
Killa, I'm not your companion or man standin
Hit me when you wanna get in, I'll be scramblin
That's right lot's of mobsters shop for lobsters
Cops and robbers listen every block is (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 with Cam dig it out lift her up
Ma it's a fuck girl get it out pick on up
They wan't the boy Montana guns with bandanas
to my homeboy Santana

[Verse 2: Juelz
Y'all can't fuck with the (Boy) I'm tellin ya (Boy)
Put a in ya (Boy) now he bleedin (Oh Boy)
Get him call his (Boy) he he need his (Boy)
He (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)
shut up (Boy) he's snitchin (Oh Boy)
This niggas (Boy) he's twistin (Oh Boy)
If feds was (Boy) damn, whoa, whoa....
I'm in need bail money, shit
Where the fuck is my (Boy) I got for my (Boy)
why I fuck for my (Boy) that's my nigga (Oh Boy)
He gon come get his (Boy) he got for his (Boy)
my (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)

[Verse 3:
When he got caught with the (Boy) we to court for the (Boy)
Just me and my (Boy) and we (Oh Boy)
Be on the with my (Boy) with the Roc fella (Boy)
When the come......squallin!!!!
this is for the sports cars, Benitas, Jimmy's
PJ's, old school, eighteenth at the bar
Eight or on the (Boy) holla at your boy
Killa...holla...listen, the D-I-P (Boy)
the R-O-C (Boy) you'll be D-O-A (Boy)
Your will say (Oh Boy)
Shit, ain't no 'em guns we got alot of 'em
Matterfact Guru start 'em
Then slap up his (Boy) 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 they see Cam and his (Boy) they say damn (Oh Boy)
Santana's that (Boy) that squeeze (Oh Boy)
Canons and bandanas we don't brandish
at your man's canvas then scram with your man's leaded
And I'm with my (Boy)

Until that man is vanished away in the Grand
These are grand standin
demand ransoms over them grands scramblin (Boy, Boy, Boy, Boy)
Well fuck it Van Dam 'em Cam a 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 feelin like finicky
Killa and 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....