Luyện nghe bài hát Up on Things

Walk with me west

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

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

Kick game like I know a little bit of
Spic, dames, ass and a little bit of
Give them nick names and a little bit of
Then I'm game change a very girl

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 like you supposed to be)

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

the kid with the D O double G
After blowing four dubs of trees
My eyes are double G's
After sipping pin O bubbly skee O me
We'll probably go publically
I'm a coast to coast G, I the toast to mostly
For those who to closely backup
Keep a piece in the vest, how we ride
From the north to the south to the east to the

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

All my bitches, they get
Throw your motherfuckin' in the air
And if you up on things and you don't give a
Let me y'all bitches scream "Oh yeah oh yeah"