Luyện nghe bài hát U Understand

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I got them you understand
Fuckin' around with us we burn ya up you understand
Fuck what heard got them birds you understand
Coming shawt us yeen scared you understand

1]
Your broad I done her
game then trained her
With the block the ones that's bringing flames up
I be in the cuzz
with my squad cuzz
Laughing at these weak ass niggaz swearin' that he cuzz
What the fuck you about, niggaz with them extra clips
Hanging out the choppas on yo block, I'm making flip
got it, big bodies I got it nigga
Whole thang got it, he been had it
Rolling with niggaz, them damn fools from Watkins
Shit start poppin', start joggin'
Niggaz flaugin, rumors got out gotti start mobbing and robbing
Cause he on Galling regardless the
Ain't be starving' like of any man
So now my target is Ridgecrest working hands
I'm posted up with double ups to do a and
You

I move bricks like a
like Paul Brooker
Grew up around hustlahs with M and coca
Gotti get them birds and pass 'em to T
I could cut where they store and then provide
Transport and ??? half way on see green
Youse a fiend bout to want some ching yaa mean
Stillman got the rocks what you possed to be a cop
Tell em' I got them 100 proof that's taped up and block
Carousel my issue I got's to get
I ain't cockin' out until I get me millions
All day my phone ring I got cone like ice
Product 24 hours dawg consumers call me
More blocks gun shots
Ammo like
On the block posted up, like Shaq I'm score
Like my chips stacked
What you want a got?
Coming shawt with us if yeen man holla back

3]
I'm the same young nigga elementary
And I didn't go then neither, it ain't no with me
If you ain't breaking bread, you no friend to me
So cut to it out, you ain't no ken to me
I got them thangs, hand caught 4 in the split
I'm straight from the
So they assume that I'm with this shit
I'm straight with my clique, but otherwise these niggaz be
I'm 5 foot 5 they talkin' bout some shit done heard
on dawg big ole you and lil' me
Don't shit cause if you slip it's O.V
But that's fuck all that what cha' need
I got trees and I bricks for cheese
Fuck wit yo boy I turn around and wit you back
You shot a few I turn around and front you your pack
You keep it together nigga we can make mils
Don't be scared just hustle up and get the how you live

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