Luyện nghe bài hát Yay Deep

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

(*E-40*)

Huh! an rollin, like the car was stolen,
on my way to see my weebles up in east Oakland,
smokin on some premo, in a clean ass, coke El Camino,
dual sparkin,
park it like Reno, I ain't 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 to is you Maxwell, and Erykah Badu.

(*Richie Rich*)

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

(*B-Leigt*)

Niggaz the Bay be so damn vicious,
fly to Atlanta Morehouse buisness,
it no swishers, juss zigs, an zags hoe,
bad bitches turn regular tracks hoes,
we mack hoes, sell 'em a dream,
from here to California have 'em my cream,
I'm on a team, off heen an begals
make 'em drink 'fo a nigga pay me.

(Chorus)

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

(*Richie Rich*)

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

(*B-Legit*)

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

(*E-40*)

But if I hit bottom an lose everythang,
I back up, pimp, pawn my weddin ring,
re-up, buy some 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 know me the wit the big O dub's,
an you see me I be blowin it up,
I'm from the of the weed dealaz,
killaz,
heat feel the half fo the scratch fuck that,
back an make you bubble,
long as you don't yo dribble,
wit the swift hoes.

(*E-40*)

I from a, ten speed 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 from magazines,
I when my shit wasn't always clean
rappin niggaz, an hustlin that's my an butta,
you niggaz betta hurry up 'cause there's in this mutha fucka!!!

(*Richie Rich*)

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

(chorus x4)

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

(chorus x4) Sik Wit It.