Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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

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

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, liar
Dope game got me like this, high
Smokin' more bomb Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up resteraunt and order a gang of food
Run up out of that prejudiced fuck ass
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 motherfuckin' heater out and I'm sayin' the world
I'm pissin' on everything, fuck it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm bad
I got all of marbles on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my and I'm flashin'

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

About to light the crib up
Bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Got a to my name, slick as sugar cane
in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin' paper
Nigga twerkin', go to several car
Clickers come with VCR's
Microwave ovens and credit

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

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter zippers is on
Run up in his white sock or bone
With the chrome pistal, pistol a nigga
a zap force, seen this hammer, arm and hammer
Bakin' soda, to the scanner, scared man
win, especially when 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, flashin' on ass
I got to actin' like a the motherfuckers told me
The day I go to turn off my P G and E
and I got to actin' 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'"
let me get to flashin' on yo' ass nigga
Motherfucker up in the club, and a step on my shoe
And I got to

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

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

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

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

The just came on the first second and third 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 that bitch I'm
Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some Ron

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

Bad get back to me and I'm flashin'
Lost all my money up in the dice game and I
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 cashed my hawkin' money water so I took it to Scottie's
To keep myself flashin'

Bought 250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me
For ice and I flashed
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 tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit