Luyện nghe bài hát Young Fun

He young, he young, he young, he
She young, she young, she young, she
He young, he young, he young, he
She young, she young, she young, she

I hit the 21 each and every day
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders in and every way
No sweat, if I sweat it
I stay to the game, so I'm not gonna let it

Take control of me, fool you can with me
OG to OG you can reminisce with me
About the hutch, the milk bowl
Two dee took a left knockin' fools out on

It was me baby boppa and the tic
All my folks down, gotta make it legit
So I'm a spit and my spittin' straight real
I know you can feel penitentiary steel

Locked down all around for the homies touchin'
When my rags get out you a safe ground
'Cuz I'm a let them ride killah you stay inside
And keep yo shit on yo nigga

Set trippin' wit me because I see is greenery
And all I see
As the day gets older, tweak
a look over your shoulder

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum dum diddy you'll get done

Livin' this life I can't but dis my dream
Maybe since West anthems I want to roll a
Clean, but had to be a Mex
Now hopefully that 850 lookin spiffy, will come

I to 120 and Figueroa
Yeah, my posted across from the store
Just like that hit by the drive way and park in the
1986 is known to jack

Around this click of the hood you no punks
Many bangers, dope fiends and drunks
I learned, bunny hops, rocks and cops
I ran out of boys with and nights sees on hot days

Just apple sticks on RC cola to break a sweat
Now I bet that everybody's up
If you turnin' the wrong street lie you to get stuck
Now

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done

I no motherfuckin' murderer I'm a killah
'Cuz get life nigga and killaz keep killin'
I'd rather die with my open
So I can see how motherfuckers wanna do me

They set me bullet loco head with the beat what
And these niggaz know they have to when I speak
The dumb wanna have some fun
And drinkin' liquor way the age of 21

So how you figure that'll never put in work for that hood he
You never paid him no attention so who he love
And to keep a on him or a phat sack on him
And bomb but be patrollin' the hood
Ran a hoe's through the mud

And these crooked's a strap in your mouth
Without a that's the reason got lost and turned out
He shoulda keep patient but you was still
a double life is what that young nigga facin'
And all he was

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum dum diddy you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum dum diddy you'll get done