Luyện nghe bài hát U.P.T

Cash money slangin' nine
Off top
H.B's and the B.G.'s
What's happenin' B.G. bring it to these niggas

When I got that iron in my hand I'ma it
When I got drama on my mind I'ma bring it
I ain't backin' down no nigga that's hatin'
If the nigga say I ain't 'bout my business look he hatin'

Comin' uptown playboy we gonna it
I catch bad nigga we gonna leave ya stainin'
wit my H.B's nigga I'ma bring it
Rollin' uptown stay strap and thinkin'

'Cause a nigga get stolen, better yet get takin', paper is
They come fast and shakin'
Picture my brother cash money then went nation
But that comes from seven years of dedication

Fuckin', my B.G. nigga
I'm puttin on viece and I'm a kill me a nigga
That's believin' six niggas we call hard hitters
We uptown riders and we real with nigga

Police can investigate but ain't gonna find shit
But a 100 bullet shells without a fuckin'
hot boy click laid back and spy on niggas
We see workin' on somethin' look here we riders

Ain't like workin' any block with a flussy
That goes for the boss too we got no picks to choose it
We getcha if we wig splitcha if we gotta
I know you got word that every G's is a rider

So it on the D.L
If you got don't serve nobody of V.L
they play keep
A one way ticket to Hizell 6 ft.

It's a dirty rizell on the U.P.T
I was raised in the
But I put it on my by the time I was nine
I was pushin' nigga, I was slangin' that

Nah, nah, nah
Now them them don't us
They know me and don't fuss in the corners
already know that we brothers, blood

Or whatever you wanna it
Click up my dog we get crazy like alcoholics
Plus we ballers so whatever we spend the Lex or
gonna be on twenny, twen, twens

Get off the block we come nigga to the lane
Shots that close when the bullets start sparyin'
Run your mouth too much better whatcha sayin'
Like a nigga on the sidelines nigga we ain't

Now why, oh why Lord, did the wanna try and die Lord?
Why, why,
wanna learn the hard way give it to 'em like that
Make 'em suffer put that bitch with a bag

I guess you thinkin' there sayin', "Who's the muthafucka?
Nigga you's the muthafucka that a muthafucka
there's been a lot of cross-firin' in the bricks
But I'm gonna kill me nigga if they put me in shit

Look I'm gonna tell ya like I tell my
with me if you want cash money going broke
Even if it creepin' up slow but then bye, bye
Bustin' out out my black Volvo

Fo sho, 'cause ain't gonna run me
I don't nobody going to tell my mama when somebody done me
She ain't me in the world for that, she ain't raise no ho's
She could had a girl for that

I realized, I'm all in
by the camouflage, in ballin'
Make a recognize, I'm starvin'
Go in and do a homicide, you fallin', callin'

'Cause ain't no peace woodie
You better leave 45 at your house
'Cause you gonna it woodie
I you boy I'm a souljah boy
U.T.P up on my stomach from the boy

Slangin' fo sho nigga
how we layin' it down for the '98 all the way to the '99
Worldwide slangin'
All you bus pass niggas recognize

one here bouncin' all out ya heard me
Ask my nigga Prime nigga, ask my nigga Lac
Ask my nigga B Dog nigga, ask Manny, ask
Ask my Corey, ask B.G.'s nigga, ask Suga Slim

You got no muthafuckin' heart
Gotta push a chillin' the bad guys, do you hear me?
Slicin' throats we doin' it that nigga, ah ha, ah ha
How you luv that now

up now nigga?
Talk shit now what, what's up
I thought we was what of boys
what, nigga who what, nigga, ha

I know y'all gonna hear me all over the
So is for the East Coast, the South Coast
The West Coast, over the
Nigga no beef nigga it's 'bout money

if you ain't makin' no money I can't talk
Shut the
Nigga got no words for ya
It's all the fetti