Luyện nghe bài hát Yae Yo

We doing this baby, oh
What the happened?
Nah man, nah, nah what I'm a do
I'm a get on the one time
Stupid, yo, aiyyo,

Why this shit ain't up right
Papi me this is solid white
Fuck it wrap it up take it back up, still in all a play out
Tired of spending money, might get niggaz laid out
Yo, yo Fernando sent me yo, stop hostile yo
And yo point that shit at me
Bad enough I come in the crib
Wid Spanish niggaz using and shit

I'm feeling like a dick, left the crib with my brolic
This is some bullshit, might get knocked take the wrist
Yo what happened?
Shit cooking up backwards, up a backwood
Don't make me backtrack, blew it dime it the lay low
Saying in my mind, fuck that Papi pay off
rules the power woo chant it
Yo Louis this ain't our product, this is family

Oh wanna play me like a smoker
Coming out my ice choker, my man in the looking colder
Papi yo why wanna jucks me
Yo listen B we got the best clientele '83
Fuck it, pull out the pot let's it, light the stove up
Julie go to the store get some flour, sat back a big dutch
With the crisp eighteen shot glock, stashed in my
it in the Pyrex sizzling, now it start drizzling

Rainy day black won't miss him
Still I'm yelling this shit is business, but they still gonna violate
What I for with these drizzers
He took it off the run the water
Trying to work me yo, knew I a hit the nigga's daughter
He might more love
Than in the freeze, broke the ice down, pour it in
We looking at it on the twirl around particles grew

Fly Khaluas is mad sliding through
Feeling like Castro's cousin, them niggaz all of my life
All of my paper all my judgment, it droppa like an ounce worth
Should I just come out my shirt, go berserk and let the burst
Skate off body in the Bronx, same shit, was on
Shallah they gonna get play it calm
Seventeen five was the total the five
Hundred for the cab that was rollin'