Luyện nghe bài hát Saturday (Oooh! Oooh!)

I gotta big weed stash, pocket of cash
seen a big ol' ass, (it's Saturday)
Sticky, icky, icky,
Sticky, icky, icky,
System on blast, cops just
Just a big ol' ass, (it's Saturday)
Sticky, icky, icky,
Sticky, icky, icky,

don't pop on the stove no more, moved on up
Double shot fill my cup
Luda choke in a big black truck
I wild out, what the fuck?
Act my rims ain't clean
How you act like my neck don't bling?
get sprayed like aftro-sheen
But they don't really wanna pop them things
Cane, cane sugar man don't go
And I stop at a light, pull off so
But I'm out for the night, so that dro
So, daddy come home in a brome, Cadillac brome
Now don't it absurd
Claim College Park they flip them birds
Trick car alarms, then bend curves
chop, chunk it up fat man herb

It's ut the plants in my backyard grow, that's my bud
Smoke 'til ya out, that's my luck
Keep a couple and I hit the club in the back door, nigga what?
Act like I don't cloud, how you gonna act like I don't get loud?
How you gonna act like I rock crowds?
And leave a lot of people with a gap smile
If I recollect right then you sound dirt
But, I guess what you don't really know hurt
With a vest, and a pump the shotgun squirt
My folks on the block, man, they got that work (they got work)
Don't it smell so good, in Southwest where rep that hood
Protect your chest, up to no good
And come through flossing, they wish would

Worldwide hustlers get dough
Work that tip, get rid of evidence, that brick
Keep a D eagle with an extra
Think it so, suck a dick!
Act I just do rap
How you gonna act like I just strapped?
How you act like I don't push lacs?
Eldorado, fifth wheel on back!
Ichy trigger, man, Luda don't squeeze
With a mac, a glock I'ma make 'em say please
In the back, on the block so the cops freeze
And I'm so high, I think I got a bleed, you gotta nose bleed?
Don't it smell so
In Decatur, where pack that heat
And rob in the night creep, creep
I'll see you later we'll be in streets

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