Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

I say up or shut up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay

First

Chillin' on the set the fully automatic tec
was caught slippin' that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' to death
Ya played with the now ya takin' yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the rulers and
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the real killer is
It's an third ward nigga it's an third ward
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the and money
While I'm chillin' on the I'm a get fucked up
My nigga t got a forty and two cups
ya is chillin' yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we straight out the
Fuckin' one two three let a rub up on us
I'm a load my chrome fat gangster lil'
6th and baronne

Second
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I was chillin' on the corner of 6th and
a forty in my hand and about to get tore
I got my stash and a tec on my side
For them jokin' who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas I've been kill
I got a proof vest and it's made of steel
For you ass niggas thinkin' they hard
I get my tec and my nine and to pull yo car
When a nigga's on the set we makin' money
Drinkin' forty red bullets smokin' weed
fucked up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun
Five-0 but our dirt is all ready done
This is the I call my mutherfuckin' home
I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

verse
{yella

Here come's an hard rapper bout to crush yo phone
My name is yella boy no not sylvester
and raised in third because that's my home
There's not another gangster set like 6th and
the bitches peepin' out seven days a week
I wait for the first and third to get ya see
My in rumors creepin' up but I just don't care
This is or die sucker no not you thug there
I on other gangsters turf and need a gangsta's fit
money means ya got to stay legit
Throwin' paper in the air a quarter now an
Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall and make her bow
All the gangsters in the hood be up to no
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm down for a gangster strap can't you
I know a buildin' down with me of the melph a and del a rell
Tec-9, lil' ya me myself boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and the chrome
(why) because I'm a gangster from 6th and

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Forth

Growin' up was hard but it all off well
I was only eleven when I to sell
6th and baronne was the set that I sold
Drinks went crazy because I'm servin' the block
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I slipped and sold to an undercover
They say they got a if ya know where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it for 'em because I'm packin' a gat
Now I was the type to run away from my home (why)
Because I'm a from 6th and baronne

I say up or shut up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

verse
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I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the chrome
Makin' money on 6th and baronne
All the junkies gather and come see the man
I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other
B 3 by my side he got to in a long fuckin' lincoln
Yes he with a twenty two
Tec is in the house chillin' moe
While kerri on the floor doggin'
Doggin' a ho in the house chillin'
With lamb while with keisha
With them bitches don't give a damn
Gettin' her haircut from sue tyra got a
You know to do baby is on there other end
Stun'n on the pay phone and I'm on
6th and

I say boot up or up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

verse
{yella

I got to watch my damn
For the robbers and the
in the fuckin' pin I draw my knife
Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle
Because some niggas try'na creep up believe I got my gat
You will catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin'
Try to play and my man ya must be trippin'
'cause a gangster out that third to much pain
Comin' weak that ho bitch you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to made so best believe a playa it
Disrespect my damn set yo back against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of dope ya better come
'cause this shit ain't no joke that boo-koo money in land
I got to have it in my got to make a hundred gee's
Just to be then nigga again because I'm big bank
And packin' the chrome (why yella) I'm a gangster
From 6th and

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay