Luyện nghe bài hát Ooh! Ooh!

Ooh! Ooh!
You bitch! (you bitch!)
I told yo' ass that shit gone last forever
Ooh! Ooh!
All fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers
You bitch!
Then i'm slappin niggas 2000 (yes)
Pistol bitches and niggas (yes)
my thugs at? where my real bitches at? (what)
where my killer niggas at? (what)
one

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

for all my niggas they cheese
smashin police 20's on your V
drink remy and
stack of G's
hustle chicken heads keep pluckin
i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed over
cos ain't no dressin hoes
i'm up in them hoes
your ho
when i come through i'll have bitch suckin my toes
get fucked in a 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 makin the shout
Yukmouth that nigga out
i'm from the city of dope every block has a drughouse
and a weed spot full of
you can catch me at yo' local LA
coppin an of omega
playas on the paper chase (yes, yes)
slang like major waste (yes, yes)
ridin a 99 right your waist ~ nigga ~ what

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

for my niggas who rock a Roley on your wrist
my hit be Power 106
like cowards who knew shits heavy, get
for the second comin up niggas summoned ~ by God
got niggas out they tanks and runnin
take off that fuckin chain and
get done in
i'm lettin off that whole on bitches who want it
got niggas like the hun'ert
hide in they 2000 hun'erts
you better to God i'm sluggin
for 4, 5
got niggas jumpin out they car leavin broads just runnin
pimp hide your woman
i'm y'all
i have 'em in the drizzy the terror squad
menage a trois always a broad with a broad
this the mob best at
three in the car
three cars can run niggas hustle
to all my bitches niggas at the bars
strippin, swingin poles to get yours

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

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

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