Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Indeed

( talking)
This what all about once again huh.
and sucking once again you pissless trash.
You get on that block, you my money.
You make my money good you trash.

(Kane & Abel)

Only real niggas roll me
Hit the block gun cocked, nigga pass the
we'll never knock, recognize the G
TRU indeed, TRU yes indeed

1 (Kane)

It's foolish how they be lovin niggas shit like a bitch
Makin them cut off your light switch when trigger finger itch
Nigga it's my life, it's fine like that Spice Girl
Bitin they lip they taste this dick, no trickin, diamonds and pearls
My niggas like sleepin on a steel matress in the hole for thirty days
Police on the payroll cause they know that pay the way crime pays
Fuck you up like the burn in Kool-Aid if you can't get paid
Get in the one way, ready for the gun play,
bullets get sprayed with no

x2

2 (Abel)

Smokin that herb when I get disturbed, hit the streets dice on the curb
These bitch ass niggas get served, it's no word, these haters got nerve
A nigga named Master P told me hustle till I'm
Pitch black, catch a attack, like Fred I paint the whole town red
Hunt my foes till they casket close, spit on grave, fuck they hoes
Ain't no love like a black rose, might hit they mama with a four four
They call me Mr. Abel, my brother, Mr.
Stay TRU to the game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, the fame
on

x3

(Abel talking)

Mr. Abel, Mr. Kane.
Meat, '99 nigga.
Any nigga that fuck us, foolish as a motherfucker.
Like we said on the last record.
You run up, you get more holes then a golf bitch.