Luyện nghe bài hát Saturday (Oooh! Oooh!)

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

Grease pop on the stove no more, moved on up
Double shot fill my cup
Luda smoke in a big black truck
I wild out, what the fuck?
Act like my rims ain't
How you gonna act like my neck bling?
Haters get like aftro-sheen
But they don't never really wanna pop things
Cane, cane man Luda don't go
And I stop at a light, pull off so
But I'm out for the night, so that dro
So, come home in a Cadillac brome, Cadillac brome
Now don't it sound
College Park where they flip them birds
Trick car alarms, then them curves
Chop chop, chunk it up fat man

It's ut the plants in my backyard grow, that's my bud
Smoke 'til ya drop out, that's my
a couple rolled 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 I don't rock crowds?
And leave a lot of people with a gap smile
If I recollect right then you like 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 get that dough
Work tip, get rid of evidence, move that brick
Keep a D eagle with an extra
it ain't so, suck a dick!
Act I just do rap
How you gonna act like I ain't strapped?
How you gonna act I don't push lacs?
Eldorado, fifth wheel on back!
Ichy finger trigger, man, Luda squeeze
With a mac, with a glock make 'em say please
In the back, on the so the cops they freeze
And I'm so high, I think I got a nose bleed, you gotta nose
Don't it smell so
In Decatur, where they that heat
And rob in the night creep, creep
I'll see you later we'll be in streets

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