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 fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers
You bitch!
Then i'm niggas into 2000 (yes)
Pistol bitches and niggas (yes)
where my thugs at? where my bitches at? (what)
my real killer niggas at? (what)
one

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

for all my niggas makin cheese
smashin police with on your V
remy and squeeze
stack of G's
niggas hustle chicken heads keep
i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed over
cos no dressin them hoes
i'm up in them hoes
your ho
when i come through have your bitch suckin my toes
get fucked in a rolls out on VT
i'm that thats righteous sittin on the couch
the gold mouth (bling)
rockin platinum 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 spot full of playas
you can me at yo' local LA vodago
coppin an of omega
smokin on the paper chase (yes, yes)
slang rocks like major (yes, yes)
ridin a 99 right your waist ~ nigga ~ what

my niggas
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 who take G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for my niggas who rock a on your wrist daily
my hit be 106 ready
cowards who knew shits heavy, get ready
for the second comin up that niggas ~ by God
got niggas poppin out tanks and runnin
take off that fuckin chain and
get done in
i'm lettin off that whole magazine on who want it
got niggas scared like the
hide in they 2000 hun'erts
you better pray to God i'm
for 4, 5
got niggas out they car leavin them broads just runnin
pimp hide your woman
i'm tellin
i have 'em in the like 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 breakin niggas at the bars
strippin, from poles to get yours

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

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

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