Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no
Cut the up, please!
Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no

Cheer, I play the bullshit the backseat champ
Yea I'm in the backseat still got the seat
Feet back stay from the fake be at
Niggaz snitch for the shine where the at

Nigga his own brother face his back
Give and take it back
Good grief, man, this world is quite heavy on my back
Cops killing for crack you know the story eat rats

Face the facts, you can't him
shoot it if you can't aim it
miss him if he kill you
Then you can't him

That's just how the roll
you can't fade him
Get too up in that water
And they save ya

Me I come out of that
I was just bathing
And watch my on a wet pavement

Yea, I'm from the
So I rep 'em where I take 'em
Holly grove, grove was his last statement
So nigga get look off your face
And recognize you got a crook in the

They call me W E E crooked letter Y, I'm so
I skeet skeet in any dime like she's mine
Street sweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the
Leave you with the cops to match
Bullet holes in ya from the chopper
Like, ha ha

That's bullet holes in sneakers got you hoppin' back
It all when they hit you in ya top and back
No back
motherfucker you ain't heard bout this
The sink down to the dick
That's a automatic shotty from a drum they Tommy
Guaranteed to get you from by me

I hit every piece of ya physical body he leakin'
Mortimer is no leapin', he sleepin'
While you niggaz is sleepin' he thinkin'
Deep in thought the boy even linkin'

Bob Marley got me
figures I'm standin' firm life's a slinky
Pipes is filled crack cocaine
And the dope go inside of the
From where I

Though I bear a name only one call live
Coach won't knock me off my pivot forget it
I'm sicker it
Pick a city buy a condo a fine hoe
Let some time go
What you about a bongo
her mind goover a convo about dough, nothing!

Man, the four wheelers look so good on the
Tee or tanktop fan
knife, no handgun in sight
Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat

Ha ha tonight I might just boost my feature
'Cuz to each its own and the lights is
And I'm like mike at a Tyson fight
I'm Cita house, big momma's house
She told me to shoot ya right after I ya out
And he ain't gettin' up after them
If you hit him in the right
Hold up the beat drop

Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no