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 and every day
Niggaz peepin' they in each 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
the hutch, about the milk bowl
Two dee a bank left knockin' fools out on

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

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

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

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

I bounced to 120 and
Yeah, my house across from the store
Just like hit by the drive way and park in the back
1986 is known to jack

Around this click of the hood you 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 RC cola to break a sweat
Now I bet that everybody's 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 diddy dum you'll get done

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

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

So how you figure never put in work 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 the hood
Ran a name through the mud

And these stick a strap in your mouth
Without a doubt that's the got lost and turned out
He shoulda patient but you was still money
Chasin' a double life is what that young 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 dum diddy you'll 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 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