Luyện nghe bài hát Yay Deep

Ha, ha,
south,
west,
riders,
south,
west,
riders.

(*E-40*)

Huh! Rockin an rollin, the car was stolen,
on my way to see my up in deep east Oakland,
smokin on some premo, in a clean ass, white El Camino,
dual sparkin,
park it like Reno, I soft I see some hoes in miskina,
lookin they wanna get tossed,
E-40 you be careful 'fo I tell one of yo fans,
do what you do all I listen to is you Maxwell, and Badu.

(*Richie Rich*)

When I was off on caviars, spotted,
niggaz spoke on me like I nobody,
foolish as a youngsta I eightballs,
broke the ice, an often sold to stars,
but hey now an how I run my sweet,
Yay Deep from the to expose my heat,
like my nigga 40 waters an wit the B,
niggaz know fuck tha cuttie wit the gold beam.

(*B-Leigt*)

Niggaz the Bay be so damn vicious,
fly to Atlanta fuck buisness,
it ain't no swishers, juss zigs, an hoe,
super bad bitches turn tracks hoes,
we mack hoes, then 'em a dream,
from to California have 'em holdin my cream,
I'm on a winnin team, off an begals
make 'em drink 'fo a bitch pay me.

(Chorus)

We slide, we slide, from to west we ride. (x4)

(*Richie Rich*)

Now slip, slidin, rip, rip ridin,
I hurt a mutha fucka when I westside,
see side be the smokes bliss side,
not the if, if was a side.

(*B-Legit*)

pass it to me, pass back to you,
hit the green til I turn dark blue, I'm through,
not to do what I do,
Yay Deep only wit a few.

(*E-40*)

But if I hit bottom an lose everythang,
I come back up, pimp, my weddin ring,
re-up, re-cop buy yeyo,
auction my shit off nigga 'em rum an zale.
BEEATCH!!!

(chorus x4)

(*B-Legit*)

I'm Yay Deep, come an talk sleep, el g, in old jeep,
out by the oak tree,
you me the homie wit the big O dub's,
an you see me I be blowin it up,
I'm the land of the weed dealaz,
killaz,
heat the half fo the scratch nigga fuck that,
back an make you bubble,
long as you double yo dribble,
wit the swift hoes.

(*E-40*)

I went from a, ten wit a backpack,
to a, six-seven coupe left wit a rack,
to a 400 SEL,
to a fresh off the show floor V-12,
I'm a timin ass tycoon magazines,
I remember when my wasn't always clean
rappin niggaz, an hustlin that's my an butta,
you niggaz betta hurry up 'cause money in this mutha fucka!!!

(*Richie Rich*)

'cause I take morphine fate, I serve mo fiends,
fuck wit bitches to crates,
be the ballin bitch if ya snooze ya lose,
ride hoes vogues, switch up like tennis shoes,
bitches gettin one mo to suck dick,
hataz who be waivin hands, duck quick,
we shit,
yo be the four-fifth,
tough niggaz play sweet, we Yay Deep.

(chorus x4)

BIAAAATCH!! Fo sho! 40 waters, an Double R, we ride.
Southwest, riders, riders man, you know what we do,
E-feeze-fozereeze, wit Z-Savage, that nigga, Double R, R in the
house we ride, Rich, we ride, seven-o-seven, seven-o-shnebin,
enough.

(chorus x4) Sik Wit It.