Luyện nghe bài hát Outro [Explicit]

I call my homie and he say he got a lick
He said he know a pussy with a hundred bricks
So we ride up on em, slide up on em with them sticks
Feelin' to pop up at his crib like a magic trick

To the safe like you ace nigga open
But cab of niggas ridin' like a locomotive
Where the cash at? Show me where stash at
Before I let the 40 in ya eye and leave that ass
ass niggas man it's tax season
Make a and this muthafuckin mac squeezin'
Act decent, bet them hollows leave your leakin'
Nigga searchin' for the coke like we feindin'
I got a hundred killas on my
niggas gettin' greasier than Vaseline

Had a dream, momma chasin' them mac machines
Put a nigga on the cover of a
Home invasion, news paper got a man
Hold his nigga legs, I'm a tie his down
Let em chase it, to know we ain't playin' round
He ain't get up on your knees, nigga head down
Bocka. You with a shotta
I'm bangin' 2Pac, "My As A Ridah"
I got the oo-wop. get it for my momma
And we gon flush everything at them get behind us
Cause we ain't home
I'm in zone
with my dogs we just want another bone
I got lick, so I got another chrome
I ain't gettin' to the money nigga then something wrong