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

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

(Mack 10)
We do things and bangers, g's as we are
Well even Mack can do a bar with a All-star
Pras round the border like he Cassius Clay
While I press round the hood a big AK
Stay fresh and unpredictable, thought they knew me
They say; how can a thug from bust with a Fugee?
Cause I and make... ignite, easy on the treble
Now turn the up and check my Mic level
As I get down, let mama peekin, but speakin
I guess a thug... got baby tweakin
Said your outfit is tight, 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 then hop into a six
You know, street niggas make the twice as nice
So add a little spice and put a in your life

(Chorus w/variations)
Weeeeeee...
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...
a hooter, Alcatraz
Ain't no where you might get blast yeah, yeah

(Pras)
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 Bazaar, how bizarre
You're sit back big Cuban cigars
Yo, fly want getting jackin and fly cars
If it's up to me, you'll get when the hole 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 down to Jamaica
Meet you at the shock bar, se enica
Place bet yo pay your debt
You cats the fake crepes, I'll bust you with my Twin-Tack
For talkin out the of your neck, aiyyo check

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

(Chorus w/variations)
Weeeeeee...
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...
a hooter, Alcatraz
Ain't no tellin where you might get yeah, yeah

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

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

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

(Pras)
Uh, yeah, yeah, people