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 in each and every way
No sweat, 'cuz if I it
I stay true to the game, so I'm not let it

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

It was me baby boppa and the tic
All my folks locked down, gotta make it
So I'm a spit and keep my spittin' real
I that you can feel penitentiary 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 you better stay inside
And keep yo on yo side nigga

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

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

Livin' life I can't help but dis my dream
since West anthems I want 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 hit by the drive way and park in the back
1986 fools is to jack

Around this of the hood you found no punks
gang bangers, dope fiends 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 to break a sweat
Now I bet everybody's comin' up
If you turnin' the wrong lie you 'bout to get stuck
Now

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

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 niggaz know they have to when I speak
The younger wanna have some fun
And drinkin' way before the age of 21

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

And these crooked's stick a strap in your
Without a doubt that's the got lost and turned out
He shoulda keep patient but you was money
Chasin' a life 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 diddy dum diddy 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 you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum 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