Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Indeed

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

(Kane & Abel)

Only real niggas roll me
Hit the block gun cocked, nigga the weed
Hustle we'll 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 that trigger finger itch
Nigga it's my life, fine like that black Spice Girl
Bitin they lip when they this dick, no trickin, diamonds and pearls
My niggas hard like sleepin on a steel matress in the for thirty days
Police on the payroll cause they know nothin pay the way crime pays
Fuck you up the little 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 like dice on the curb
These bitch ass niggas get served, it's no word, haters got some nerve
A nigga named Master P told me till I'm dead
Pitch black, catch a heart attack, Fred I paint the whole town red
my foes till they casket close, spit on they grave, fuck they hoes
Ain't nothin no love like a black rose, might hit they mama with a four
They call me Mr. Abel, my brother, Mr.
Stay TRU to the game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, fuck the
on

x3

(Abel talking)

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