Luyện nghe bài hát Ooh! Ooh!

Ooh! Ooh!
You bitch! (you bitch!)
I told yo' ass that shit won't gone forever
Ooh! Ooh!
All them fuckin and bite motherfuckers
You bitch!
Then i'm slappin niggas 2000 (yes)
Pistol whippin bitches and (yes)
where my thugs at? where my bitches at? (what)
where my killer niggas at? (what)
one

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad thats breakin niggas for cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
what what, for all my thug niggas that hustle to make
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all them chicken heads who scared to get on their knees
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
what, for all my thug niggas and killers who G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for all my niggas makin they
smashin police with 20's on V
drink and squeeze
stack of G's
hustle chicken heads keep pluckin
i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed over
cos ain't no them hoes
i'm up in lovin them
handcuffin ho
when i come through i'll have your suckin my toes
get in a rolls drawed out on VT
i'm that nigga thats righteous on the couch
with the mouth (bling)
rockin shit tryna show out
never soldout i was suited everythin from open to the apollo shout
Yukmouth that nigga out
i'm from the of dope where every block has a drughouse
and a weed spot full of
you can catch me at yo' local LA
an ounce of omega
smokin on the paper chase (yes, yes)
rocks like major waste (yes, yes)
ridin a 99 right through your ~ nigga ~ what

my scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches breakin niggas for cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my niggas that hustle to make cheese
niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my chicken heads who scared to get on their knees
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my thug niggas and killers who G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for my niggas who rock a Roley on wrist daily
my hit be Power 106
like cowards who knew shits heavy, get
for the second up that niggas summoned ~ by God
got niggas poppin out tanks and runnin
take off that fuckin and gunnin
niggas get in
i'm off that whole magazine on bitches who want it
got niggas like the hun'ert
hide in they 2000 five
you pray to God i'm sluggin
for 4, 5
got niggas jumpin out they car leavin them broads runnin
pimp niggas your woman
i'm tellin
i 'em in the drizzy like the terror squad
menage a trois always a broad with a broad
the mob best at large
three in the car
three cars can run niggas hard
to all my bitches breakin niggas at the
strippin, swingin from to get yours

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my ballin niggas that hustle to cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my chicken that ain't scared to get on their knees
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my thug niggas and killers who G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for all my niggas and killers
niggas
pistol whip and take his
them hatin niggas
and bitches makin figures niggas
Cristasian dinners pay forget it know how to break a nigga
i got killers on the +pay roll+ to hit me
Fedderchini Alfredo take a nigga to like Wako
if i say so cos i mo' then the average Joe
I a platinum row (bling)
you rock a fake ol'
got everything in the ro'
except flows fatal
it to niggas who softer than play-doh
don't no
moves watch who you talk to
i'll you, off you
make the white chalk you
talkin shit about Yuk is gone cost you
your head, your arms, your legs, i'm cuttin off your balls too
is for all you bad bitches gettin cheese
sittin nickin niggas E's, hittin

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats niggas for cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my niggas that hustle to make cheese
niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all them chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my niggas and killers who take G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!
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