Luyện nghe bài hát Yae Yo

We doing baby, oh shit
the fuck 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 cooking up
Papi told me is solid white
Fuck it wrap it up take it back up, still in all it's a out
Tired of money, might get them niggaz laid out
Yo, yo Fernando sent me yo, stop acting yo
And yo don't that shit at me
Bad I gotta come in the crib
Wid niggaz using languages and shit

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

Oh y'all wanna play me like a
Coming out my ice choker, my man in the back looking
Papi yo why y'all wanna me
Yo listen B we got the best clientele '83
it, pull out the pot let's cook 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
Poured it in the Pyrex sizzling, now it drizzling

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

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