Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown Thang (Wait'n On Your Picture)

It's an thang nigga
the 3 to the 13th

As I proceed to hit the weed
I be givin' you exactly what you
To bob head, 'cuz I know you likes to bob it
Back and forward to what nigga Fresh droppin'

that's non-stoppin', p-poppin' for the hoes
Gangsta ass shit, for the nigga smokin'
You know we gets busy Uptown is the
Big Boy can't 'wit us, 'cuz Cash Money is the shit

I represent, ass niggas fa sho
From the Mac to the Melph to the
Up in the Clara, V.L., the in between
Bout green can't forget Josephine

Know what I mean? get caught in none of those areas
Or six people will carry ya, niggas will ya
Bitch, I you knew? You can't fuck with me
The B.G., you me find me

In the U.P.T., the 2, 2, 3
Ready to bust back feel me
Here's the deal, gotta keep it real
Gotta holla at Hot boy hard to kill

in effect, six co fa sho
My girl Shavonda in smoke somethin' fa sho
I'ma let my nutts hang, or get banged
For life, I thought you that it's an uptown thang pussy

Uptown got 'cha catchin' up the guard
They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo picture
Uptown got 'cha catchin' up the guard
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture

I represent to the fullest, Uptown's the
And the clique I'm in with 2, 2, 6
I keep it real for the
So the real could feel what I feel my grill

raps, is worth a mil
You get killed if you get up with me in gangsta shit
When I say Uptown brings it you
Commence upon the drama that I clown

I'm uncomfortable, if in a that's not Uptown
Get down all that huntin', my trigga finga glad
To wrap around the K and put some on that ass
My nigga Yella bad but Baby G. even

You ridin' in a hearse, if I and start clickin' first
Big Mo out that CP3
Calliope, of that dope, nigga U.P.T.
St. got that torture, bad since '25
That Fuji powered just do it a Worldwide

I'm high till I die, think I'm fake try
I'm off of Texas wit U.G.K. smokin' fry
Them Lite Riders, you run up, I told 'ja I let 'em
Bang or get banged nigga it's an thang

Uptown got 'cha catchin' up the quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture
Uptown got 'cha catchin' up the guard
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture

Once again it's me representin', comin' straight the streets
Of the U.P.T., it's me, the Cash B.G.
Lettin' you know make it relate, fuck you up with the
Tell her how it goes, niggas slip see how fast I show we ain't

So recognize, I keep it real, for my
Most niggas who feel us is real niggas
You figure, because I'm younger, that you
Well, keep ya head up or it's man slaughter

Is you
To swim in the water with the sharks
In the You not bitch I can see it in your heart
a hoe

So stay on your side of the
On tha slip on tha banana peel get killed
playin', before I start sprayin' I done told ya
I'll take it off ya I'm a Uptown solja

So happenin'? I'm fuckin' wit' that S.T.P.
So what's I'm fuckin' wit' that 1, 2, 3
So what's happenin'? I'm wit' that 17
It's understood I'll die for that wild 13

So keep it real, I'm chillin' that World War 2
Representin', I'm wit' that 11th ward crew
I smoke weed put a dope and let my nutts hang
To the end, I'm here to tell ya an Uptown thang

got 'cha catchin' up the guard quicker
They got a waitin' on yo fuckin' picture
Uptown got 'cha up the guard quicker
They got a T-shirt on yo fuckin' picture