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 back
Feet back stay from the fake be at
Niggaz snitch for the where the patience at

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

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

just how the dice roll
When you fade him
Get too up in that water
And they save ya

Me I come out of that
Like I was bathing
And watch my step on a wet

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

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

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

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

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

Though I bear a only one call live with
Coach they won't knock me off my forget it
I'm sicker it
a city buy a condo find a fine hoe
Let some go chill
What you know about a
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 I might just boost my feature price
to each its own and the lights is bright
And I'm feelin' like mike at a Tyson
I'm from house, big momma's house
She told me to shoot ya right after I ya out
And he ain't gettin' up them shots
If you hit him in the spot
Hold up the beat drop

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