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

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

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

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

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

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

Livin' this 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 to 120 and Figueroa
Yeah, my house across from the store
Just like that hit by the drive way and park in the
1986 fools is to jack

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

Just apple sticks on RC cola 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 diddy dum 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 life and killaz keep killin'
I'd rather die with my open
So I can see how these motherfuckers do me

They set me free bullet loco head with the beat
And niggaz know they have to retreat when I speak
The dumb 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 strap on him or a phat on him
And bomb but be patrollin' the hood
Ran a name through the mud

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

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