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 gimmicks and motherfuckers
You bitch!
Then i'm slappin niggas into (yes)
Pistol whippin bitches and (yes)
my thugs at? where my real bitches at? (what)
where my killer niggas at? (what)
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scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
what what, for all my thug niggas that hustle to cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all them heads who ain't 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 cheese
police with 20's on your V
drink and squeeze
stack of G's
niggas hustle chicken heads pluckin
i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and over fuckin
cos no dressin them hoes
i'm up in lovin hoes
your ho
when i come through i'll have your suckin my toes
get fucked in a drawed out on VT
i'm that nigga thats righteous sittin on the
with the mouth (bling)
rockin platinum shit show out
never soldout i was suited everythin from to makin the apollo shout
Yukmouth that thugged out
i'm from the city of dope where block has a drughouse
and a spot full of playas
you can catch me at yo' LA vodago
coppin an of omega
smokin on the paper chase (yes, yes)
slang rocks major waste (yes, yes)
ridin a 99 right through your waist ~ nigga ~

my niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches breakin niggas for cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my ballin niggas that to make cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my heads 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 a Roley on your wrist daily
my hit be 106 ready
like cowards who knew shits heavy, get
for the second comin up niggas summoned ~ by God
got poppin out they tanks and runnin
take off that fuckin chain and
get done in
i'm lettin off that 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 car leavin them broads just runnin
pimp niggas your woman
i'm tellin
i have 'em in the drizzy the terror squad
menage a trois always share a broad with a
this the mob at large
tv's in the car
three cars can run hustle hard
to all my bitches niggas at the bars
strippin, from poles to get yours

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

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

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