Luyện nghe bài hát Um Yea

*Hi Monk St

*Artist: Control*

We havin' a by the way (hey)
Huh, woo woo woo (DJ Durel)
You me? you dig
Shit look easy, know what I
Hey

I look like I'm the shit lil' nigga? (don't I?)
Look at my wrist lil nigga (ehh)
Thought you had but you missed lil nigga (weuh)
Why you keep starin' at my bitch lil (why?)
You niggas keep gossiping (lil nigga)
You should go for the blogs and them (ha)
fuck with the gang, they the opposite (nah)
Pop at them niggas, (brrt)
Um, yeah, you cannot it (hey)
Run up bag, we gon' go get a profit (bag, bag)
Um, yeah, no Monopoly (woo)
But we got money and property
Um, yeah, what's in your (huh?)
The pocket rocket, do not size me (brrt)
Um, yeah, bored on the
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a (thotty)

Uh, yeah, I'm to get his ass hit (hit)
Yeah, pay lil' dime (bah)
Yeah, if you get for that body (shh)
Yeah, do that lil' (appeal)
Yeah, of a brick is a nine plus nine,
can't show this on (on the low though)
Yeah, most of you niggas drop on
dimes, you can't do the (you a ho though, woo)
got me on blind, I'm blind, I can't see my time (shine)
Yeah, if I'm a gangster my is a
gangster, she to slide (she ready to ride)
Bitch I can't face it, I sip on the Matrix, I'm dead or (uhh)
If I go I'm not asking nobody, I'm ready to rob (ready to kick)
Slob on my knob, diamonds, corn on the cob (yellow, ice)
K sloppy, all in my pocket, call it a Whopper (fifty ball)
Can't it, no soccer,
birds in the trap still like an opera (brr)
44 (uh), bitch take a trip in the chopper
Still ballin' like forty-four, and we still pull up with
Still off forty-four,
you 'bout guns or the profit (uh)
Yeah, go pick up a bigger load, Pablo, Rico, and Papi (Rico)
You got them bricks, we gon' hit the (boo)
I'm in hood, Robin

Don't I look like I'm the lil' nigga? (don't I?)
Look at my motherfuckin' lil nigga (ehh)
Thought you had hits but you missed lil (weuh)
Why you keep starin' at my bitch lil (why?)
You niggas keep gossiping (lil nigga)
You should go work for the blogs and (ha)
Don't with the gang, they the opposite (nah)
Pop at niggas, apocalypse (brrt)
Um, yeah, you stop it (hey)
Run up that bag, we go get a profit (bag, bag)
Um, yeah, this no (woo)
But we got money and property
Um, yeah, what's in pocket? (huh?)
The rocket, please do not size me (brrt)
Um, yeah, bored on the
Boogers snotty, I'm good on a thotty (thotty)

Bardi, uh
Ain't the politicking with you, I don't need to vote (nah)
I sell tracks that these need for seating rows (packed)
I'm in the spot these whack bitches is for (weak, who?)
Matter fact I'm that bitch that's eating the most (hrrr)
I'm with your nigga 'cause he know just how a ho (splurge)
Let's talk money in Spanish 'cause I can it in both (díme)
I been ballin' kinda like when Jeter rose (woo)
I'm with the papis machetes so dimelo (ahh)
Travel the hitters and you know they keep the pole (baow, baow)
Bye now lil bitch, you can get (blah)
He the ice on my neck and kept that fever low (woo)

Don't I like I'm the shit lil' nigga? (don't I?)
at my motherfuckin' wrist lil nigga (ehh)
Thought you had hits but you missed lil (weuh)
Why you keep starin' at my bitch lil (why?)
You niggas keep gossiping (lil nigga)
You should go work for the blogs and (ha)
Don't fuck with the gang, the opposite (nah)
Pop at them niggas, (brrt)
Um, yeah, you stop it (hey)
Run up bag, we gon' go get a profit (bag, bag)
Um, yeah, this no (woo)
But we got colorful and property
Um, yeah, what's in pocket? (huh?)
The rocket, please do not size me (brrt)
Um, yeah, on the private
look snotty, I'm good on a thotty (thotty)