Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah Yeah Yeah

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it

You see the get's it popping like no other
Now they call me cause I, be on the block and I'm so gutter
My a butter; see Rem got a whole lot of game
But none of y'all lame dudes to fuck her
I'm on some chill shit, but if you then I will flip
I'll it to a little chick real quick
Oh you a bitch? You ain't a bit real

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

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

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Oh god

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

I'm in L.A. Atlanta plates fam
Still wanna go against crack
But that's like?, going Shaq
And that's too much Diesel, I got too people
Motherfuckers, you crazy I'll 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 lounge with an extra

of the month, god damn she's sick
She got a problem, I can her with that
Tell her man she's fuckin' with crack
Bet he do nothin'
Frontin' like he gon' do
to tell you that his whole crew stunting
Talk to me,

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