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' shoulders in each 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, you can roll with me
From OG to OG you can reminisce me
About the hutch, about the milk
Two dee a bank left knockin' fools out on

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

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

Set trippin' wit me because what I see is
And all I see
As the day older, don't tweak
Take a look over shoulder

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

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

I bounced to 120 and
Yeah, my house posted across the store
Just like that hit by the way and park in the back
1986 fools is to jack

Around this click of the you found no punks
Many gang bangers, dope and drunks
I learned, bunny hops, rocks and cops
I ran out of boys with and nights sees on hot days

Just apple sticks on death RC cola to a sweat
Now I bet everybody's comin' up
If you turnin' the wrong street lie you 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 and killaz keep killin'
I'd rather die my eyes open
So I can see how these motherfuckers do me

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

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

And these crooked's stick a strap in mouth
a doubt that's the reason got lost and turned out
He shoulda keep but you was still money
a double life is what that young nigga facin'
And all he was

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

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