Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no
Cut the up, please!
Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no

Cheer, I the bullshit from the backseat champ
Yea I'm in the backseat still got the back
Feet back stay where the fake be at
Niggaz for the shine where the patience at

Nigga make his own face his back
Give love and take it
Good grief, man, world is quite heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you know the snakes eat rats

Face the facts, you change him
Can't shoot it if you aim it
Can't miss him if he you
Then you blame him

That's just how the roll
When you can't him
Get too up in that water
And they can't ya

Me I out of that water
Like I was bathing
And watch my step on a wet

Yea, I'm from the
So I rep 'em I can't take 'em
Holly grove, grove was his last statement
So nigga get that look off your
And recognize you got a in the place

They call me W E E crooked letter Y, I'm so
I skeet in any nigga dime like she's mine
sweeper in the back of the hatch make me pop the latch
Leave you bloody with the to match
Bullet holes in ya from the chopper
Like, ha ha

That's bullet holes in your sneakers got you hoppin'
It all stop they hit you in ya top and back
No cocking
Silly motherfucker you ain't heard bout
The sink down to the dick
That's a shotty from a drum they call Tommy
to get you bitches from by me

When I hit every of ya physical body he leakin'
is no longer leapin', he sleepin'
While you niggaz is sleepin' he thinkin'
Deep in thought the boy ain't even

Bob Marley got me
Stackin figures I'm standin' firm life's a
Pipes is filled crack cocaine
And the dope go inside of the
From where I

Though I bear a name only one call with
Coach they knock me off my pivot forget it
I'm with it
Pick a city buy a find a fine hoe
Let some time go
you know about a bongo
Having her mind goover a convo dough, nothing!

Man, the four look so good on the sand
Tee or tanktop fan
Pocket knife, no in sight
that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat boom

Ha ha I might just boost my feature price
to each its own and the lights is bright
And I'm feelin' like at a Tyson fight
I'm from Cita house, big momma's
She me to shoot ya right after I knock ya out
And he ain't up after them shots
If you hit him in the spot
Hold up the might drop

Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no