Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a head
Chest out never grew up in the hood
Never knew right wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no
Mannish knucklehead hard head heathen
Meanin' give a about life I seen my momma
Stab my in the stomach with a knife

When I was three years old, figured it out
why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt, a nigga out
For trying to go between my motherfuckin' route
Wet his ass up, nigga see and go
Fully automatic convertible I'm a away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you spittin' heat then motherfucker
You betta damn be workin' for me or else you're fucked

Either that, I get your jaw up, pathological liar
Dope game got me like this, high
Smokin' more than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a of food
Run up out of that fuck ass motherfucker
Without even havin' any N kind of on even payin'

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

my shit, the situation is way damn real
Motherfucker I'm off the shit
And I'm bottles on the pavement, I'm flashin'
Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin' in the air for
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 light the crib up
Bang bang shoot 'em up claim
Got a little to my name, as sugar cane
Three in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin'
Nigga twerkin', go to Russian car
Clickers come esouped with
Microwave ovens and cards

Pullin' all kind of heavy straps
Beatin' down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas shoot
Try to have more than a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a whole on a
Vital, lookin' out for the rival dead on arrival

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

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

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

It's all bad, motherfucker to be comrade
Used to fuck the same hoes, wear Jeff
Closer than a bugger to a nose, vogues
Slammin' do's together, cookin' crack
Gettin' if it's back, overkill
Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout

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

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty a old hag
She get hella stanky if you're get teared up
But us niggas don't me back
My motherfuckin' bag, I squinges off the hinges
ballin', alcohol and weed
A thousand dollars worth of change, chicken feed

A criminal record a full of dirty
Givin' niggaz eyes and bloody lips
ears and extra clips
Gun clappin' music party crashin'
Brash and motherfucker

The holiday just on the first second and third of the month
Made my check late and I got to, flashin' on
Next door neighbor that shit about my beat too loud
I walked up the steps and I got ta
Tellin that 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, nigga
Yknahmsayin'? A motherfucker up in this motherfucker
Get to testin' my testicles nigga and I'ma on yo' ass

Bad get back to me and I'm flashin'
all my money up in the dice game and I flash
Didn't let me up in the Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a hundred count of my teeth and I'm
Big Willie cashed my hawkin' money so I took it to Scottie's
To keep myself from

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