Luyện nghe bài hát Yes Yes Y'All

We get the work, we do the
We the vert on the car
We bend the off the floor
Because know who we are

Yes, yes,
We on a making mission
Baby, on ya job

In the Cut, as a skunk, gone little girl
Let me see you ya rump
While the go bump, I know you seen it post up
It make you lose ya mind when you see it up

Give me no ice
One lime and whatever the like
thick to def, I know I had to get her
She say she like a dark like a nigga

it out, girl, I like the way you figured it out
You and we go out
Yo, PA run wit Fat Face the only
I run up on 'em, run up in 'em and 'em lonely

Believe that, sharp as creased britches
I stay fresh, fresh too slick for these
(Excuse me)
I'm a with class
Superfly, I stay on ass

We get the work, we do the
We the vert on the car
We the corner off the floor
they know who we are

Slic Patna,
Yes, yes,
We on a making mission
Baby, on ya job

We get the work, we do the
We the vert on the car
We bend the off the floor
they know who we are

Front shawty
Yes, yes,
We on a money making
Baby, on ya job

a dub, hit the club nigga, showin' me love
Shawty at the bar recognize, shit
You wit me? Gonna see what it's gon' be
Now finish ya drink, I think she

Club close at 3, we post up
In the V.I.P., girl rubbing on herself
Off Xtasy, slow down little lady
See treat ya good but everything ain't gravy

I like 'em class, cute face, petite waist
And whole lotta ass, ya boy straight off Campbelton
Where them ride vogues
cut up on a hoe, you ain't know?

Take it slow, so you can
We ride out 4 deep ain't changed
Them peanut butter gut have 'em melting like ice
Didn't have to twice, on the grind for me buying head for me

We get the work, we do the
We the vert on the car
We bend the corner off the
Because they who we are

Slic Patna,
Yes, yes,
We on a money mission
Baby, on ya job

We get the work, we do the
We drop the on the car
We bend the corner off the
they know who we are

Back Street
Yes, yes,
We on a money mission
Baby, on ya job

Up in the club I stay
Eyes fire red I'm toasted, roasting all these hoes
Sow motion by
Puffin' red she had to see my fie

Now I'm on her keep poppin' I'm big time
I it so a pound, I ain't have but a dime
Keep trying to get her back to the
Steady got my pistol [Incomprehensible] for protection

Never slipping, gripping make me touch and bust
Made a mess in her mouth washed up and out
If it ain't no on it, I can't think on it
Hit her for her credit card, full on it

I down for mine, forever grind
Keep on stacking and on this side street till it jump
Gotta get me meat, I'm about
Got to bread, fie head or better, no way

We get the work, we do the
We drop the on the car
We the corner off the floor
Because they who we are

Slic Patna,
Yes, yes,
We on a money mission
Baby, on ya job

We get the work, we do the
We drop the on the car
We bend the off the floor
Because they who we are

Back shawty
Yes, yes,
We on a money making
Baby, on ya job