Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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

I was three years old, finally figured it out
That's why a sold coke, clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt, a nigga out
For trying to go between my motherfuckin' paper
Wet his ass up, that see and go
Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipe away
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' then motherfucker
You betta damn sure be workin' for me or else fucked

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological
Dope game got me this, certify high
Smokin' more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm
Hit up Denny's resteraunt and order a gang of
Run up out of that prejudiced ass motherfucker
Without havin' any N kind of intention on even payin'

Damn near flashin', that's what the I'm doin'
And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker
I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm fuck the world
I'm pissin' on everything, 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 my shit and I'm flashin'

Understand my shit, the situation is way damn
I'm drunk off the shit
And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement, I'm
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 fired up, in the back of the truck

to light the nigga crib up
Bang bang shoot 'em up fame
Got a little to my name, slick as sugar
Three in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin'
twerkin', go to several Russian car
Clickers come esouped VCR's
Microwave and credit cards

Pullin' all kind of metal straps
nijjas down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas crap
Try to have more paper a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out the yard flexes
Liable, a whole on a psycho
Vital, out for the rival tribal dead on arrival

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter zippers 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
Bakin' soda, listening to the scanner, man
Can't win, especially when a packin'
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the pulled me over
And put the flashlight to my 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, come out there
Talkin' crazy to me 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
up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoe
And I got to

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

For the state troop, might
Durin' the deal flippin' at the mouth
Voluntarily raps your folkers out
Tight since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a diamond get day skunk

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

A criminal record a full of deeds
Givin' niggaz black eyes and lips
Cauliflower ears and extra
Gun clappin' music slappin' party
Brash and motherfucker

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

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

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

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