Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah 'eh Yeah 'eh

Yo, 10 (dirty cash, Reptile)
It's always to have a little change
In your life ain't that right (That's right baby)
Yo, hahaha that's right well let me run it, it

We do and hood bangers, g's as we are
Well even Mack can do a bar a Refugee All-star
Pras dance round the border like he Cassius
I press round the hood with a big AK
Stay and unpredictable, they thought they knew me
They sayhow can a thug from Cali bust a Fugee?
Cause I write and make ignite, on the treble
Now turn the up and check my Mic level
As I get down, let mama peekin, but speakin
I a gang-bang thug got baby tweakin
Said your outfit is tight, my favorite color Red
And plus your little black is cute with dreads
Bet you ain't never had a that roll a six-fo
Hit a switch and then hop into a six
You know, street niggas make the twice as nice
So add a little and put a thug in your life

We got dirty cash for yeah, yeah
Something for the streets, for all my and freaks yeah, yeah
You, oooo, you
You get up of your
a hooter, Alcatraz
Ain't no tellin where you might get yeah, yeah

Yes, yes y'all (yes y'all) it's cash y'all (cash y'all)
From the East to the West I manifest
Doin interviews with Harper Bazaar, how
You're sit back smokin big Cuban
Yo, fly guys want getting and fly cars
If it's up to me, you'll get blast when the pars
Thus far, no one can spar with my troth
From the bush I'll rip y'all and bust your show to Crenshaw
Flowin with Pras and some splash down to
you at the shock bar, Alas se enica
Place your bet yo pay your
You cats with the crepes, I'll bust you with my Twin-Tack
For talkin out the side of your neck, check

We can showdown and when I'm sunset
Make your move cowboy this Hollywood
You got the in the hood, INGLEWOOD

We got cash for weed yeah, yeah
Something for the streets, for all my thugs and freaks yeah,
You, oooo, you
You get up of your
From a hooter,
Ain't no tellin where you might get yeah, yeah

Would wise in ninety hall, bounce to this
with the dress, smoke an ounce to this
I spin hits, lyrically swift, speakin of
Reptile, formerly know, Jersey
Nasty son of a gun, up the funds
We come hard like hundred-twenty tons
Refugee Camp, pumpin out the thousand watt
Created than the monster like the Loch Ness
All hell's about to when I'm loose
Tacklin, like Gorilla Monsoon naggin you Mom Dukes
And get a put you niggas in a bear hug
I thugs, tellin niggas do it like ?Nike Air? slugs
Take a death dive the wilderness
We got you feelin this, to the point your man kill us
But we laughin, we blackin, rushin, attackin
with dirty cash and a Mack 10

We got dirty cash for weed yeah,
Something for the streets, for all my thugs and yeah, yeah
You, oooo, you
You better get up of
a hooter, Alcatraz
Ain't no tellin you might get blast yeah, yeah

Come on, come on, blow the in the air
And puff, like you just don't care
Come on, come on, the smoke in the air
And puff, puff like you just care
Yeah what, what, blow the in the air
And puff, like you just don't care
I said the smoke (blow the smoke)
Blow the smoke and puff, puff like you don't care

Uh, yeah, yeah, people