Luyện nghe bài hát Up on Things

Walk me west coast

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

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

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

You know who got the gold like the kid from the dragon
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 boat that'll have the task

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

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

C'mon you its g's up C.O.'s down
If I up, its kilos now
Pick up its three four pounds
Fill the bees up til 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 pounds
Squeeze up to four rounds
I these up its G code now
Y'all better call the D's up before I now

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

We going to blast if we going I doing
This since Jabber was hooking off the in the forum
grandparents has to assume
'Cuz the face look like a magnifying 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 motherfucking hand in the air
And if you up on things and you don't a fuck
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 give a
Let me hear y'all bitches "Oh yeah"

the kid with the D O double G
After three four dubs of trees
My eyes are double G's
After sipping pin O skee O rubbing me
We'll probably go below
I'm a coast to coast G, I keep the to mostly
For those who pose to closely
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 things and you don't a fuck
Let me y'all niggas scream "Oh yeah"

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