Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a nigga
Chest out understood grew up in the hood
Never knew from wrong
Get to on a nigga for nothin' for no reason
Mannish knucklehead hard head heathen
give a fuck about life I seen my momma
Stab my daddy in the with a knife

When I was three old, finally figured it out
That's why a nigga sold coke, and clout
a motherfuckin' doubt, take a nigga out
For trying to go between my motherfuckin' route
Wet his ass up, that see and go
Fully automatic convertible I'm a away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't heat then motherfucker
You betta damn sure be workin' for me or else fucked

Either that, I get your jaw up, pathological liar
Dope game got me like this, high
more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of
Run up out of prejudiced fuck ass motherfucker
even havin' any N kind of intention on even payin'

Damn flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm up in this motherfucker
I got my heater out and I'm sayin' fuck the world
I'm pissin' on everything, it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad
I got all of marbles on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm

Understand my shit, the is way damn real
Motherfucker I'm off the shit
And I'm breakin' on the pavement, I'm flashin'
Nigga I'm out bad I'm poppin' in the air for nothin'
Nigga for no apparent I'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it up, choppers in the back of the truck

About to the nigga crib up
Bang bang shoot 'em up claim
Got a little to my name, slick as cane
Three in the mornin' it's labor chasin' paper
twerkin', go to several Russian car
Clickers come with VCR's
ovens and credit cards

Pullin' all kind of heavy metal
Beatin' nijjas down with jacks
bitches overseas shoot crap
Try to have more paper than a
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out when the yard
Liable, blow a on a psycho
Vital, lookin' out for the rival dead on arrival

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter ounce is on
Run up in his home sock or bone
With the pistal, pistol whip a nigga
with a zap force, this hammer, arm and hammer
soda, listening to the scanner, scared man
Can't win, especially a nigga packin'
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the Elroy's me over
And put the to my window and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, on they ass
I got to actin' a demon the motherfuckers told me
The other day I go to off my P G and E
Nigga and I got to bad and I got to flashin'

On a motherfucker, motherfucker come out
Talkin' crazy to me lookin' at me crazy up in the motherfuckin'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
Don't let me get to on yo' ass nigga
up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoe
And I got to

It's all bad, used to be comrade
to fuck the same hoes, wear Jeff clothes
Closer than a to a nose, choosin' vogues
Slammin' Cadillac together, cookin' crack
Gettin' eighteens if back, overkill
Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout

For the state troop, might
the drug deal flippin' at the mouth
Voluntarily your motherfuckin' folkers out
Tight about Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a get some day skunk

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty a old hag
She gonna get hella stanky if get teared up
But us don't bring me back
My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I squinges off the
Lean ballin', alcohol and
A thousand dollars worth of chump change, chicken

A criminal record a of dirty deeds
Givin' black eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower and extra clips
Gun music slappin' party crashin'
Brash and flashin'

The holiday just came on the first second and of the month
Made my late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor that shit about my beat too loud
I walked up the motherfuckin' and I got ta
Tellin bitch I'm flashin'
Send a to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron

He brought me Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On that bitch ass motherfucker, silly
Yknahmsayin'? A motherfucker up in this flashin'
Get to my testicles nigga and I'ma flash on yo' ass

Bad word get back to me and I'm
Lost all my up in the dice game and I flash
let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a count of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big Willie cashed my hawkin' money water so I it to Scottie's
To keep myself from

Bought dollar 250 worth of liquor and they to charge me
For ice and I flashed
Got jumped outside a party fools left me for dead
When I got home I seen motherfuckers
And ass was in the red, I got to flashin'
I tell ya, bitch these I tell ya
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit