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 from the champ
Yea I'm in the still got the seat back
Feet back from where the fake be at
Niggaz for the shine where the patience at

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

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

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

Me I come out of that
Like I was just
And my step on a wet pavement

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

call me W E E crooked letter Y, I'm so high
I skeet skeet in any nigga like she's mine
Street in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody the cops to match
Bullet in ya from the chopper blast
Like, ha ha

That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you back
It all stop when hit you in ya top and back
No cocking
Silly motherfucker you heard bout this
The clip sink to the dick
That's a shotty from a drum they call Tommy
Guaranteed to get you bitches by me

When I hit piece of ya physical body he leakin'
Mortimer is no longer leapin', he
you pussy niggaz is sleepin' he thinkin'
Deep in thought the boy ain't even

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

Though I bear a name only one live with
Coach they won't me off my pivot forget it
I'm sicker it
Pick a city buy a find a fine hoe
Let time go chill
you know about a bongo
Having her mind a convo about dough, nothing!

Man, the four wheelers so good on the sand
Tee or pocket fan
Pocket knife, no handgun in
that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat boom

Ha ha tonight I might boost my feature price
'Cuz to each its own and the lights is
And I'm feelin' like at a Tyson fight
I'm from house, big momma's house
She told me to shoot ya right after I ya out
And he gettin' up after them shots
If you hit him in the right
Hold up the might drop

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