Luyện nghe bài hát Ooh! Ooh!

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

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

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

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

for my niggas who rock a Roley on wrist daily
my hit be 106 ready
like cowards who knew shits heavy, get
for the second comin up that summoned ~ by God
got niggas poppin out they and runnin
take off fuckin chain and gunnin
get done in
i'm off that whole magazine on bitches who want it
got niggas like the hun'ert
hide in 2000 five hun'erts
you better to God i'm sluggin
for 4, 5
got niggas jumpin out they car leavin them just runnin
pimp hide your woman
i'm y'all
i have 'em in the drizzy like the squad
a trois always share a broad with a broad
this the mob at large
tv's in the car
three cars can run niggas hustle
to all my bitches breakin niggas at the
strippin, swingin from poles to get

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

for all my niggas and killers
duck-tapin
pistol whip and his glitter
fuck them niggas
and bitches figures datin niggas
dinners pay forget it they know how to break a nigga
i got killers on the +pay plannin to hit me
Fedderchini Alfredo take a nigga to pull Wako
if i say so cos i make mo' then the Joe
I a platinum row (bling)
you rock a ol' 'sako
got everything in the ro'
except cable fatal
givin it to niggas who softer than
don't no
moves watch who you talk to
i'll you, off you
make the white chalk you
niggas talkin shit about Yuk is gone you
your fuckin head, your arms, your legs, i'm cuttin off your too
this is for all you bad bitches cheese
sittin nickin E's, hittin weed

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