Luyện nghe bài hát Young Fun

He young, he young, he young, he
She young, she young, she young, she
He young, he young, he young, he
She young, she young, she young, she

I hit the 21 blocks each and day
peepin' they shoulders in each and every way
No sweat, if I sweat it
I stay true to the game, so I'm not let it

Take control of me, fool you can roll me
OG to OG you can reminisce with me
About the hutch, about the bowl
Two dee took a left knockin' fools out on

It was me boppa and the homey tic
All my folks locked down, gotta make it
So I'm a spit and my spittin' straight real
I know that you can penitentiary steel

down all around for the homies touchin' down
When my rags get out you a safe ground
'Cuz I'm a let them ride killah you better stay
And keep yo shit on yo side

Set trippin' wit me what I see is greenery
And all I see
As the day gets older, don't
Take a look your shoulder

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done

this life I can't help but dis my dream
Maybe since anthems I want to roll a beam
Clean, but had to be a Mex
Now that 850 lookin spiffy, will come next

I bounced to 120 and
Yeah, my house posted from the store
Just that hit by the drive way and park in the back
1986 fools is known to

Around click of the hood you found no punks
Many bangers, dope fiends and drunks
I learned, bunny hops, still rocks and
I ran out of boys with toys and nights sees on hot

Just apple sticks on death RC cola to a sweat
Now I bet that comin' up
If you the wrong street lie you 'bout to get stuck
Now

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get

I ain't no murderer I'm a killah
'Cuz murderers get nigga and killaz keep killin'
I'd rather die my eyes open
So I can see how these wanna do me

They set me free bullet loco head the beat what
And these know they have to retreat when I speak
The younger dumb wanna some fun
And liquor way before the age of 21

So how you figure that'll never put in for that hood he love
You paid him no attention so who should he love
And to keep a strap on him or a sack on him
And some bomb but be patrollin' the
Ran a name through the mud

And these stick a strap in your mouth
Without a doubt the reason got lost and turned out
He keep patient but you was still money
Chasin' a double is what that young nigga facin'
And all he was

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum dum diddy you'll get done

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum dum diddy you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done