Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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You see the girl get's it like no other
Now they call me streets cause I, be on the and I'm so gutter
My flow a butter; see Rem got a whole lot of
But none of y'all lame going to fuck her
I'm on some chill shit, but if you fronting I will flip
I'll give it to a little chick quick
Oh you a real bitch? You a bit real

You got little and your face looks like em mitt till
First I'm a get it hot, I'm a get a deal
My none stop, mine paying ten mills
And when I'm not in the hood, I'm rocking the
Smoke Vanilla and stuff on Holly a wood
And if I, the dick it's got to be good
I tell him I change his life just like the lottery could

And now I got him good, he me and he should
Some dudes won't go but a lot of them would
I this nigga name, eat it out, he like to eat it out
I just cooked in the crib and he want to eat it out
Oh god its Remy
In a hot Porsche with the purple carpets

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Oh god

Hot enough swinging crack, who could he's in the cockpit
Overseas moving key's like a
Rocks wit sick in the sits of neck
All I do is warn cause the big boy jet
Uh, you never with the R in Chicago
I up a bad bitch in a Marcielago
I got cribs better estates man

I'm in L.A. with plates fam
niggaz wanna go against crack
But that's like?, against Shaq
And that's too much Diesel, I got too much
Motherfuckers, you I'll leave you
And I ain't got to tell how many I trip
But you can find me on the woods now a testament
Or maybe at a with an extra bitch

Eyecandy of the month, god damn sick
She got a problem, I can help her that
Tell her man that she's with crack
Bet he do nothin'
Frontin' like he do somethin'
Quick to tell you that his whole stunting
to me, c'mon

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Yeah, feel that right
Nod your head to this shit here, that real Hip Hop right there
It's coke crack, TS, Remy Mar
Album coming, summer's cocksuckers
True story, BX