Luyện nghe bài hát Yeah You Right

(Intro)
Ain't a nigga round me
Erry' nigga on liquor

(Hook)
say Chuck! (Whas happening?)
You (Know what?)
You cold, boy you cold
And I say "yeah, you right" x4

you lil' diss, wacha wanna do?
I got this up on my hip
No safety on the set, ain't got no child lock on bitch
We can go fo' it if you
(Go go go go) My yung niggas, they wild and

(Verse)
Whacha wanna do-do, fuck up a hairdo
My fresh, no shampoo
Ain't eatin' no camp food, and I call her lips
New money me act rude
bullshit, man! I got the piss
Them pussy ova there, I pack the
a nigga hand, nah-ah, don't want the fist
You or you fake, give a fuck what's on yo wrist
Keep rollin', pattin' my
It's potent, and passed to you (smoke that!)
Still say it but hatin' on the truth
Later on then you find out that dude
Pig taxin', pokin', pokin', big dogs, chokin',
I'm the game, I'm givin' it brain
Gettin' the hang, the yung boy, full of pain
And say

(Hook)
Chuck! (Whas that?)
Do you (Know what?)
You cold, boy, you fuckin'
And I say "yeah, you right" x4

you lil' diss, how you wanna do it?
I got this up on my hip
No safety on the set, ain't got no child lock on bitch
You heard I say now
We can take it outside if your in the way nah
(Whacha want?) O.k.

(Verse)
Remember when I used to bout this
Remember when I used to tell bout this
Now I got all ice on my wrist
So many hoes wanna give me a
Every on the block slangin' his wrist
My bad if I got niggas bangin' to
Fuck it, I ashamed of this shit
Might have main girl sing on my tip
In the booth, pocket
A wild that's emancipated
Smokin' this shit with the candle
Never front in the crunch, educated
for that meditation, hold up!
I'm up, good times
Round T.V. show, smokin' good time with some good
You should I'mma get mine
Got that mic in my face, how the can I sit down?
Carve these with the OJ, tink-top, then I throw away
I shit changin', start agin'
Goddamn, man, miss the old me
I want another if I ain't got her
Oh my bad look he got her
Speed dial, you need yo doctor
Marley the rasta! Bumba clat
Hold up, motherfucka, won't you that ass back?
Hold up, say they want
Hold up, motherfucka, go head get that gat
Cape Verdean bitch sit on my lap
I might just take her ass back to the

Heard you diss, how you wanna do it?
I got this up on my hip
No safety on the set, ain't got no child lock on this
You heard I say now
We can take it outside if your in the way nah