Luyện nghe bài hát Young Flexin

Young and
and flexin
Aye man y'all wassup with me man
This that Soulja man
Im the nigga, man
Ima man

Pow!

Aye, free my nigga in the
Yeah my nigga zell
Man they gave that boy twill
When they touchdown i'ma make it
Man i'm back up in the streets
a young nigga' jiggin with a fucking pen (aye)
I took the whole thang and i in
They call me Soulja Boy' these nigga's lookin my twins
I go in the fucking paint (fucking paint)
My money long so i'm buyin my haters can't (what my haters can't)
Nigga mad cuz i'm cashin out inside the
I out a million laid that shit up in the saint
The water flussin runnin' and it aint
They lookin round for me' they Soulja Boy the king
These doped up, they lookin somethin
some feen's, but i be pullin up with brand new fuckin jeans
100 in my pocket' how i fit in that?
50 in the left, 50 in the front and
I go so hard these nigga's like some runnin bags
Im quarter back a bullet make you catch that man

Young and
I said i'm young and i'm
I put gold on my necklace
And we drop like tetras.. ayee
i'm young and i'm flexin
No autotune' i'ma goon with no aye
I said i'm young and i'm
My goons out here' nigga's could get reckless

(Waahh!)

I'm in the
I'm out (oh)
I'm on loud'
Man i'm out (now)
Man i swear that it is down
Put a chopper in that
100' rows
That pill got me biting (wow)
Man we shooting' ain't no now (no)
I'm at you like a titan now (let's go!)
I to god it's like lighting now (fow, fow, fow, fow)
And the man down, talking all that slick play around (yeaa)
Fuckin a soulja i'ma boxes an.. (boxes an)
Put a ass in a body bag

I i'm young and i'm flexin
Put some fuckin gold in my
And we drop blocks like
And my goons on
get reckless

Aye..

Free my in the cell (in the cell)
that's the nigga zell
Man they gave that boy that
I know he like he inside hell (i know it)
But when he touchdown i make he's
Is hard man i'm going in
These nigga's money i can't really tell
I up AMG in that junk man..
Is hesitation, niggas they get stomped man
It's not a got the pump man
I'm going in the trouble
I'm going hard in the
I'm hard in the paint man

I said i'm young and i'm
I'm young and i'm
I said i'm young and i'm
All the gold hanging on my necklace.. yeah
and i'm flexin'
And we drop blocks like (yah)
I said i'm and i'm flexin
My goons on
Man them nigga's get reckless
(Yahh!)
a nigga breathless.. (yah)
I i'm ridin in that white benz
playing and they fo's that ain't no friends
Man you how it goes in the low end