Luyện nghe bài hát Ooouuu (Remix)

I heard hating on the Coke Boy
Since Chinx die I ain't trust the popo
Watch blue face, got it in the
I be the new Ma$e, I kill em with the fold
Haah, I ain't got the recipe
Watching Love & Basketball, next to me
Oh, and a model to me
Hah, call her Santiago, I call her
Puff told me get that money
close, watch my moves, make 100 quick
10 of Ciroc, Rollie, Barrack
Red beam on an op, sauce to the socks
They got everything to say but broke though, haah
I told MA gon the hoes though
hit it from the back, you lick the throat tho
I drink Ciroc, I don't sniff the
Haah, they still talking the Jimmy beef, haah
Like I just have a five milly week

Yea they hate but they broke
And when time to pop they a no-show
Yea I'm but I'm loco
The loud got me moving
Ayo Tweetie, where the bro?
Ayo Keys, where the hoes
other nigga, he a bozo
It's M.A, you know hoe?
We got liquor by the boatload Henny
the Lyfe that's a no-no
All my niggas dressed in that rojo
I for my guys, that's the bro code
gave me head, that's a low blow
Damn she make me when she deepthroat
I need a rich not a cheap hoe
They be on that shit, I peep though
My brother told me fuck em, get money sis
You just on grinding on ya hungry shit
Ignore the hating, ignore the faking, the funny shit
if a nigga violate, we got a hunnit clips
And we go zero to a hundred
We just them niggas you ain't with
Pockets on a chick
And still go bag a thottie in bummy shit OOOUUU
Yerr Eli, why testing me?
Like I don't always the hammer next to me?
I ain't got a hitter to the left of me?
Like we ain't in these streets more Sesame?
If your chick, then why she texting me?
Why she keep calling my phone sexually?
time I'm out, why she stressing me?
You call her Stephanie? I call her
I don't doors for a hoe
I just want the neck, more
Shawty make it clap, may get
When you tired of your man, me call
Dyke talking out they jaw
Next minute for the law
This nine will them calling for the lord
They ain't getting so they bored
I could never lose, you thought?
M.A got it on lock, man of
They say I got the juice, I got the
These haters on my body em off
Pussy I'm a bully and a
I'm killing them, sorry for your
I just a body, Randy Moss
Now this year I'm really off

(Intro)


These on my body, shake em off


Ahhhh, haters on my body shake em off

These haters on my shake em' off
I could lose what you thought? What they thought?
I could never lose you thought?
This henny got me, it got me
This got me oh, it got me sauced
I never lose what you thought?
M.A got it on man of course