Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow
Pow Pow hot on a nigga head
Chest out never understood grew up in the
Never knew from wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no
Mannish little knucklehead head heathen
Meanin' give a fuck about life I seen my
my daddy in the stomach with a knife

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

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological
Dope game got me like this, certify
Smokin' more bomb Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up Denny's and order a gang of food
Run up out of that fuck ass motherfucker
Without havin' any N kind of intention on even payin'

near flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker
I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm sayin' the world
I'm pissin' on everything, fuck it, I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad
I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin'
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm

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

About to the nigga crib up
bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as cane
Three in the mornin' it's labor chasin' paper
twerkin', go to several Russian car
Clickers esouped with VCR's
Microwave ovens and cards

Pullin' all of heavy metal straps
nijjas down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches shoot crap
Try to have paper than a factory
Motherfuckers to showin' out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a on a psycho
Vital, out for the rival tribal dead on arrival

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter zippers is on
Run up in his home white sock or
the chrome pistal, pistol whip a nigga
with a zap force, seen this hammer, arm and
soda, listening to the scanner, scared man
Can't win, especially when a nigga
stackin', mashin', flashin'

I'm flashin', the Elroy's me over
And put the to my window and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, on they ass
I got to actin' like a demon the told me
The day I go to turn off my P G and E
Nigga and I got to bad and I got to flashin'

On a motherfucker, motherfucker out there
Talkin' crazy to me at me crazy up in the motherfuckin' sto'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
Don't let me get to flashin' on yo' ass
Motherfucker up in the club, and a step on my shoe
And I got to

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

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

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

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

The holiday 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 up the motherfuckin' steps and I got ta
Tellin that I'm flashin'
a rookie to the store to bring me back some Rossi Ron

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

Bad get back to me and I'm flashin'
Lost all my money up in the dice and I flash
let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off a hundred count of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big Willie cashed my money water so I took it to Scottie's
To keep myself flashin'

dollar 250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me
For ice and I flashed
Got jumped a house party fools left me for dead
When I got home I them motherfuckers
And ass was in the red, I got to flashin'
I tell ya, these niggaz I tell ya
I tell ya, shit shit shit shit bitch, shit