Luyện nghe bài hát Young Flexin

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

Pow!

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

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

(Waahh!)

I'm in the
I'm out (oh)
I'm on that
Man i'm out (now)
Man i that it is going down
Put a in that bitch
Gotta 100'
That got me biting down (wow)
Man we shooting' no fighting now (no)
I'm raining at you a titan now (let's go!)
I swear to god it's lighting now (fow, fow, fow, fow)
And the man down, talking all that slick shit' around (yeaa)
Fuckin with a soulja boxes an.. (boxes an)
Put a ass in a body bag

I said i'm and i'm flexin
Put some fuckin in my necklace
And we blocks like tetras
And my goons on
They get

Aye..

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

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