Luyện nghe bài hát Yee

Thats the of my thugs
When they step up in the club go yee
you hit the prison bricks from Vallejo or the rich they holla yee
You can catch me in the traffic in the cutlass or the maverick yee
If its lookin like static we gonna bust them automatics like yee

My area code grows some of the best weed in the
My we aint no punk
They say we need to take a in tomato juice
Cause we always like skunk
Sloppy drunk times out of ten every time you see me
Bending corners in my new Dodge Durango Hemi
Pimpin the law up on us Officer Smokey and Mr. Law
Always pullin me over and searchin my car
Searchin my Gluteus Maximus in my jaw
Actin like some batchesses thinkin I got
Doin it big, take a swig, sip a sip, twist the lid, a spliff,
bent, push ya wig, bout my nig
Everybody wanna talk that talk, wanna walk that walk, wanna that bark
Everybody wanna plot that plot, wanna drop saw, wanna peel up top
I get a call from young bop, he up out my
He said yo hillside Ned on his way home
I said well tell him to me I love his ass to death
Any nigga hatin we take his last breath

Biatch ! Its yo partna from the maan
I see yall doin it big you getting maan
Yeah I fuck with the V, Richmond me
every niggas ballin thats where bitches gonna be
You can go across the fucking wit a bitch
Dont matter side you be all up in some shit before you know it
It aint it used to be
Everybody got to shoot you or me
I give a about who, I dont even know you
Sup yeah pimpin I got my too
And its coo I know you know it
I aint gotta pull it
I aint gotta show it
Dont blow it thats what a black mans
Ill be underground in a casket stinkin
If I slip I gotta keep my poise you here 808 bumpin Whats all that noise

Chorus

Get ya head busted in im not boy or your friend
Get ya busted in im not your boy or your friend
You that do that, pull that, shoot that
Now where crew at
What you do next
Im a west nigga yee
Im a coast nigga yee
Im a down nigga yee
Im a Midwest yee

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