Luyện nghe bài hát Yae Yo

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

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

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

Oh y'all wanna me like a smoker
Coming out my ice choker, my man in the back colder
Papi yo why y'all wanna me
Yo B we got the best clientele since '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, in my nuts
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 ain't gonna violate
What I for with these drizzers
He took it off the stove run the
Trying to me yo, knew I shouldn't a hit the nigga's daughter
He showed more love
Than went in the freeze, broke the ice down, it in
We looking at it on the twirl around particles grew

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