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

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

Face the facts, you can't him
Can't it if you can't aim it
Can't miss him if he you
you can't blame him

That's how the dice roll
When you can't him
Get too deep up in that
And they save ya

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

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

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

bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin' back
It all stop when they hit you in ya top and
No cocking
Silly motherfucker you ain't bout this
The clip sink down to the
That's a shotty from a drum they call Tommy
to get you bitches from by me

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

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

Though I bear a name only one live with
Coach they knock me off my pivot forget it
I'm sicker it
Pick a city buy a condo a fine hoe
Let time go chill
What you about a bongo
Having her mind a convo about dough, nothing!

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

Ha ha tonight I just boost my feature price
'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 after I knock ya out
And he ain't up after them shots
If you hit him in the right
Hold up the beat drop

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