Luyện nghe bài hát Yee

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

My area code grows some of the best weed in the
My we aint no punk
They say we need to take a bath in tomato
we always smell like skunk
Sloppy nine 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 my fucking car
my Gluteus Maximus flashlight in my jaw
Actin like batchesses thinkin I got rock
it big, take a swig, sip a sip, twist the lid, smoke a spliff,
Earl bent, push ya wig, my nig
wanna talk that talk, wanna walk that walk, wanna bark that bark
Everybody wanna plot that plot, wanna drop that saw, wanna up top
I get a call from bop, he up out my zone
He said yo hillside nigga Ned on his way
I said well tell him to me I love his ass to death
Any hatin we gonna take his last breath

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

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

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