Luyện nghe bài hát Up on Things

Walk with me coast

It's the to coast G on the check in
ride ride ride

If you up on things
Fabulous is the name, street fam's the
seven one eight while them hammers bang
Like bludda ludda lacca ludda lacca

Kick game like I know a bit of socca
Spic, dames, ass and a bit of knockas
them nick names and a little bit of vodka
Then I'm game change a freaky girl

You know who got the gold like the kid from the last
You who got the low on the spokes and the ass saggin'
You know who got the gold have your ass gaggin'
You know who got the that'll have the task naggin'

But I fuck bitches and get
My truck switches, you gotta duck
When you get twenties and plug
That you sit funny, I'm a rider

If you up on things
(Don't come to me)
(Unless you like you supposed to be)
If you up on things
(Don't come to me)
(Unless you pimpin' like you to be)
If you up on things
(Don't close to me)
(Unless you banging you supposed to be)
If you ain't up on
(Don't come to me)
(Unless you gangsta like you to be)

you know its g's up C.O.'s down
If I up, its kilos now
trees up its three four pounds
Fill the bees up til these drown
I snatch a few G's up and those towns
Busta's freeze up when my V down
I ease up with these pounds
up to three four rounds
I pick these up its G now
Y'all better call the D's up I reload now

I'm the boss somethin' like
I got somethin' that bring green, that somethin' like stringbeans
I make sure the hustlers keep somethin' to sling the
White, yellow, and a little that bling green

We going to if we going I been doing
since Jabber was hooking off the glass in the forum
Your has to assume
the face look like a magnifying glass on the poem
(Oh boy!)

If you up on things
(Don't come to me)
(Unless you ride you supposed to be)
If you ain't up on
(Don't close to me)
(Unless you like you supposed to be)

So my niggas, they get
your motherfucking hand in the air
And if you up on things and you don't give a
Let me hear y'all niggas scream oh yeah oh
And all my bitches, get money
your motherfuckin' hand in the air
And if you up on things and you don't a fuck
Let me hear y'all scream "Oh yeah"

the kid with the D O double G
After blowing three dubs of trees
My eyes are below G's
After sipping pin O bubbly O rubbing me
We'll probably go below
I'm a coast to coast G, I the toast to mostly
For who pose to closely backup
Keep a piece in the vest, that's how we
From the north to the south to the to the west

So my niggas, get money
Throw your hand in the air
And if you up on things and you give a fuck
Let me hear y'all niggas "Oh yeah"

All my bitches, get money
Throw your motherfuckin' in the air
And if you up on things and you give a fuck
Let me hear bitches scream "Oh yeah oh yeah"