Luyện nghe bài hát Walk It, Talk It

Oh
All in

We walk wit it
(Hey)
We gon' wit it
(Ooh)
Got me out
Yung bunch, y'all don't say again
Yung bunch, y'all don't say that

We walk wit it
(Hey)
We gon' wit it
(Ooh)
Got me out
Yung bunch, y'all don't say that
Yung bunch, y'all say that again

This face of a baller
Shot calla, gettin' down for miles of travelin' these walls
Leavin' the green ova bitches, shady a 50 licks
sad I had to leave 'em in critical conditions

Up in that hoodlum wall club pourin' on niggaz
green fellish for life there, they go hit the lights
Back do it in park, as I bounced up out cash po'
Call up Joe, where he at? He at tha

Duckin' an' runnin' from po pos they outta control
30 cops chasin' a nigga from the
Got away clean,
Tired as hell, I put suit case down

We walk wit it
(Hey)
We gon' wit it
(Ooh)
Got me out
bunch, y'all don't say that again
Yung bunch, don't say that again

6 o clock in tha stretchin' and yawnin' as the sun rise
out liquor fo all my soldiers that died
In these ghetto days, bussin' bottles and shoot the
It's ghetto ways, them ghetto ways
(Hey)

My 1st mission of the day, wit a swisha up
They say ya back in the trap again so what
Where the weed at? Believe that, I that, so [unverified] niggaz
On the south side get

Is it my last day, I knoe, but if I go
Put a blunt in my casket shorty let mah soul
So on 3, PPG fast street for
On the souf side where hard heads ride we it real

We gon' wit it
(Hey)
We gon' wit it
(Ooh)
Got me out
bunch, y'all don't say that again
Yung bunch, y'all don't say again

I'm tryin' to cop the new bently
I already got the off the lot wit tha Cuban Frames
4 4's on top I them thangs
ya car slippin' in tha hood ya loose ya brain

Like a black bird, that's rite, high up on the
David Atten on mah face like CFA, GIA but 'em Dedra Allison
Bay banks and high flys and hideaways

In Dresden and play
I got tha Nelly claw on the and do'
Ya saw a Yung
Nigga do shit befo'

We walk wit it
(Hey)
We gon' wit it
(Ooh)
Got me out
Yung bunch, don't say that again
Yung bunch, y'all say that again

Let 'em kno, every hood
The world how we doin' this here
Wun, knoe what I'm sayin'
Bringin' it to ya on the

strait street, all hood
America, we a problem
4 real it's down

Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, hit mutha
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, hit mutha
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, hit mutha
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, hit that

Side what, West Side what
Down South fuka, where tha mouf motha fucka
East side, West Side, North Side, Side
in dis thang rite
ATL man, St. Louis man, magnolia, bak, get that what