Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah 'Eh Yeah 'Eh - Mack 10

(Intro: 10)
Yo, 10 (dirty cash, Reptile)
It's always good to have a little
in your life that right Pras? (That's right baby)
Yo, hahaha that's well let me run it, check it

(Mack 10)
We do things and bangers, g's as we are
Well Mack can do a bar with a Refugee All-star
Pras dance round the border like he Clay
While I press round the with a big AK
fresh and unpredictable, they thought they knew me
They say; how can a thug from Cali with a Fugee?
Cause I write and make... ignite, easy on the
Now turn the up and check my Mic level
As I get down, let mama peekin, but ain't
I guess a thug... got baby tweakin
your outfit is tight, it's my favorite color Red
And plus your little black... is cute with your
Bet you never had a nigga that roll a six-fo
Hit a switch and hop into a six double-o
You know, street niggas make the game twice as
So add a little spice and put a thug in life

(Chorus w/variations)
Weeeeeee...
We got cash for weed yeah, 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 you might get blast yeah, yeah

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

We can showdown and when I'm sunset
Make move cowboy this ain't Hollywood
You got the in the hood, INGLEWOOD!

(Chorus w/variations)
Weeeeeee...
We got dirty cash for yeah, yeah
for the streets, for all my thugs and freaks yeah, yeah
You, oooo, you
You get up of your...
a hooter, Alcatraz
Ain't no tellin where you get blast yeah, yeah

(Reptile)
Would wise in dance hall, bounce to this
Hip-hoppers with the dress, smoke an to this
I spin hits, swift, speakin of business
Reptile, formerly know, Jersey
Nasty son of a gun, up the funds
We come down hard hundred-twenty tons
Refugee Camp, pumpin out the thousand watt
more than the monster like the Loch Ness
All about to break when I'm loose
Tacklin, like Monsoon naggin you like Mom Dukes
And get a haircut; we put you niggas in a hug
I thugs, tellin niggas do it like Nike Air slugs
Take a death into the wilderness
We got you feelin this, to the point man wanna kill us
But we ain't laughin, we blackin, rushin,
with dirty cash and a Mack 10 (*echoes*)

(Chorus w/variations)
Weeeeeee...
We got cash for weed 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 blast yeah,

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

(Pras)
Uh, yeah, yeah, party