Luyện nghe bài hát Yae Yo

We this baby,
Oh shit!
What the fuck
Nah man, Nah
Nah this what do
get on the phone one time
Stupid, yo,

1:

Why this shit ain't cooking up
Papi told me is solid white
Fuck it wrap it up take it up
Still in all a play out
Tired of money
Might get niggas laid out
Yo, yo Fernando me yo
Stop acting yo
And yo point that shit at me
Bad I gotta come in the crib
Wid spanish niggas using and shit
I'm feeling a dick
the crib wit my hand brolic
This is bullshit
Might get take the wrist coward
Yo what happened?
Shit cooking up
Light up a
make me backtrack
Blew it dime it the lay low
Saying in my
Fuck that papi pay off
Cash rules the Power-Wu it
Yo Louis this ain't our
is Carlos family
Oh y'all play me like a smoker
out my ice choker
My man in the back, looking
Papi yo why wanna jucks me
Yo B we got the best clientele since '83
Fuck it, pull out the pot let's it
the stove up
Julie go to the store get some
Sat burning a big dutch
With the crisp 18 shot glock, stashed in my
Poured it in the Pyrex
Now it start
Rainy day black won't miss him
Still I'm this shit is business
But still ain't gon' violate
What I stand for wid drizzers
He took it off the run the water
to work me yo
Knew I shouldn'ta hit the nigga's
He mighta showed love
Than went in the
the ice down, pour it in
We both looking at it on the twirl around particles
Fly Khaluas is mad sliding through
like Castro's cousin
Gave them niggas all of my
All of my all my judgement
It only like an ounce worth
I just come out my shirt
Go and let the Macks burst
off body in the Bronx
Same shit was on
Shallah they gonna get your's it calm
Seventeen five was the total the five,
Hundred for the cab driver was rolling