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 backseat
Yea I'm in the backseat got the seat back
Feet back stay from the fake be at
Niggaz snitch for the where the patience at

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

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

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

Me I come out of water
Like I was just
And watch my step on a wet

Yea, I'm from the
So I rep 'em I can't take 'em
Holly grove, holly grove was his last
So nigga get that look off your
And recognize you got a in the place

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

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

When I hit every of ya physical body he leakin'
Mortimer is no longer leapin', he
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 filled crack cocaine
And the dope go inside of the
From where I

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

Man, the four look 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 just boost my feature price
'Cuz to each its own and the is bright
And I'm feelin' like mike at a fight
I'm from Cita house, big house
She me to shoot ya right after I knock ya out
And he ain't gettin' up them shots
If you hit him in the right
Hold up the beat might

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