Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah 'eh Yeah 'eh

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

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

We got dirty cash for weed yeah,
for the streets, for all my thugs and freaks yeah, yeah
You, oooo, you
You get up of your
From a hooter,
no tellin where you might get blast yeah, yeah

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

We can showdown and lowdown when I'm
Make move cowboy this ain't Hollywood
You got the business's in the hood,

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

wise in ninety dance hall, bounce to this
Hip-hoppers the dress, smoke an ounce to this
I spin hits, lyrically swift, of business
Reptile, know, Jersey delinquent
son of a gun, give up the funds
We come down hard like hundred-twenty
Refugee Camp, pumpin out the thousand amps
Created more than the monster like the Loch
All about to break when I'm loose
Tacklin, like Gorilla Monsoon naggin you Mom Dukes
And get a haircutwe put you in a bear hug
I dare thugs, tellin niggas do it ?Nike Air? slugs
Take a dive into the wilderness
We got you feelin this, to the point man wanna kill us
But we laughin, we blackin, rushin, attackin
Loaded with dirty 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 get up of your
From a hooter,
Ain't no tellin where you might get yeah, yeah

on, come on, blow the smoke in the air
And puff, puff like you just don't
on, come on, blow the smoke in the air
And puff, like you just don't 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 and puff, puff like you just don't care

Uh, yeah, yeah, people