Luyện nghe bài hát U.P.T

Cash money nine nigga
Off top
H.B's and the B.G.'s
What's little B.G. bring it to these niggas

When I got that iron in my hand I'ma it
When I got that drama on my mind I'ma it
I backin' down from no nigga that's hatin'
If the nigga say I ain't 'bout my business look he hatin'

Comin' uptown playboy we sling it
I down bad nigga we gonna leave ya stainin'
wit my H.B's nigga I'ma bring it
Rollin' uptown stay strap and keep

'Cause a get stolen, better yet get takin', paper is burn
They fast and catch shakin'
Picture this my brother cash money then nation
But that comes from seven hard of dedication

Fuckin', my B.G. nigga
I'm puttin on your and I'm a kill me a nigga
That's believin' worth six niggas we call hitters
We uptown riders and we with this nigga

can investigate but they ain't gonna find shit
But a 100 shells without a fuckin' fingerprint
This hot boy click back and spy on niggas
We see them workin' on look here we riders

Ain't like workin' any block with a flussy
That for the boss too we ain't got no picks to choose it
We getcha if we gotta wig if we gotta
I you ain't got word that every G's is a rider

So it on the D.L
If you got keys serve nobody of V.L
they play keep
A one way ticket to 6 ft. deep

It's a dirty rizell on the U.P.T
I was in the streets
But I put it on my by the time I was nine
I was nigga, I was slangin' that nine

Nah, nah, nah
Now them don't want us
They know me and Turk don't fuss in the
They already that we brothers, blood

Or whatever you wanna it
Click up with my dog we get like alcoholics
we ballers so whatever we spend the Lex or Benz
It's gonna be on twenny, twen,

Get off the when we come nigga to the lane
that close shop when the bullets start sparyin'
Run your mouth too much watch whatcha sayin'
a nigga on the sidelines nigga we ain't playin'

Now why, oh why Lord, did the wanna try and die Lord?
Why, why,
Niggaz wanna learn the hard way give it to 'em that
Make 'em suffer [Incomprehensible] put bitch with a bag

I you probably thinkin' there sayin', "Who's the muthafucka?
Nigga you's the muthafucka that a muthafucka
there's been a lot of cross-firin' in the bricks
But I'm gonna kill me nigga if they put me in shit

Look I'm gonna tell ya like I my folks
Play me if you want cash money going broke
Even if it means up slow but then bye, bye
Bustin' out shots out my black

Fo sho, 'cause nobody gonna run me
I don't want nobody going to tell my mama when somebody me
She ain't bring me in the world for that, she raise no ho's
She have had a girl for that

I realized, I'm all in
by the camouflage, in ballin'
Make a recognize, I'm starvin'
Go in and do a homicide, you fallin', stop

ain't no peace treaties woodie
You better that 45 at your house
you gonna need it woodie
I told you boy I'm a boy
U.T.P up on my stomach the nolia boy

Slangin' nine fo sho
That's how we it down for the '98 all the way to the '99
slangin' nine
All you bus pass better recognize

This one here bouncin' all out ya me
Ask my nigga Prime nigga, ask my Lac nigga
Ask my nigga B Dog nigga, ask Manny, ask
Ask my brother Corey, ask B.G.'s nigga, ask Suga

You got no muthafuckin' heart
push a knife chillin' the bad guys, do you hear me?
Slicin' throats we it like that nigga, ah ha, ah ha
How you luv now nigga?

What's up now
that shit now what, what's up
I we was what kind of boys
Nigga what, who what, nigga, ha

I know y'all gonna hear me all the nation
So this is for the Coast, the South Coast
The Coast, over the world
ain't no beef nigga it's 'bout money

Nigga if you ain't no money I can't talk
the fuck
Nigga got no words for ya
all about the fetti