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
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders in and every way
No sweat, if I sweat it
I true to the game, so I'm not gonna let it

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

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

Locked down all around for the homies 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 nigga

Set trippin' wit me what I see is greenery
And all I see
As the day gets older, tweak
Take a look your shoulder

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

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

I bounced to 120 and
Yeah, my house posted across from the
Just like that hit by the drive way and park in the
fools is known to jack

Around click of the hood you found no punks
Many gang bangers, 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 RC cola to break a sweat
Now I bet that everybody's up
If you the wrong street lie you 'bout to get stuck
Now

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

I no motherfuckin' murderer I'm a killah
'Cuz murderers get life nigga and killaz keep
I'd rather die my eyes open
So I can see how these wanna do me

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

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

And these crooked's stick a in your mouth
a doubt that's the reason got lost and turned out
He shoulda 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 you'll 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 dum diddy you'll 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 get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum dum diddy you'll get done