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 gimmicks and motherfuckers
You bitch!
Then i'm slappin niggas 2000 (yes)
whippin bitches and niggas (yes)
where my thugs at? where my bitches at? (what)
where my real killer 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
niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their 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 with 20's on V
remy and squeeze
stack of G's
hustle chicken heads keep pluckin
i'm thuggin, model, money and weed over fuckin
cos ain't no dressin hoes
i'm up in them hoes
handcuffin ho
when i come through have your bitch suckin my toes
get fucked in a drawed out on VT
i'm that thats righteous sittin on the couch
with the gold (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 where block has a drughouse
and a weed spot full of
you can me at yo' local LA vodago
coppin an ounce of
smokin playas on the paper (yes, yes)
rocks like major 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 niggas that hustle 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 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 fuckin chain and gunnin
niggas get in
i'm lettin off that whole magazine on who want it
got niggas scared like the
hide in they 2000 hun'erts
you pray to God i'm sluggin
for 4, 5
got jumpin out they car leavin them broads just runnin
pimp niggas hide woman
i'm y'all
i have 'em in the drizzy like the terror
menage a trois share a broad with a broad
this the mob at large
tv's in the car
three cars can run niggas hard
to all my bitches breakin at the bars
strippin, swingin from poles to get

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats niggas for cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my ballin niggas that to make cheese
niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my chicken 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
duck-tapin
pistol and take his glitter
fuck them hatin
and bitches makin figures niggas
dinners pay forget it they know how to break a nigga
i got killers on the roll+ plannin to hit me
Fedderchini Alfredo take a nigga to like Wako
if i say so cos i make mo' then the Joe
I a platinum row (bling)
you rock a fake ol'
got in the range ro'
except cable flows
givin it to niggas who than play-doh
make no
false moves who you talk to
spark you, off you
make the white chalk you
talkin shit about Yuk is gone cost you
your fuckin head, your arms, legs, i'm cuttin off your balls too
this is for all you bad gettin cheese
sittin niggas E's, hittin weed

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