Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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

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

that, I get your jaw wired up, pathological liar
Dope got me like this, certify high
more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up resteraunt and order a gang of food
Run up out of prejudiced fuck ass motherfucker
Without even havin' any N kind of on even payin'

Damn flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm blastin' up in this
I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm fuck the world
I'm pissin' on everything, fuck it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm bad
I got all kind of on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin'

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

About to light the crib up
Bang bang shoot 'em up fame
Got a to my name, slick as sugar cane
Three in the mornin' it's hard chasin' paper
Nigga twerkin', go to Russian car
Clickers esouped with VCR's
Microwave ovens and cards

Pullin' all kind of heavy metal
nijjas down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas shoot
Try to have paper than a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out when the yard
Liable, a whole on a psycho
Vital, lookin' out for the rival tribal dead on

Psycho, all about survival
Quarter ounce is on
Run up in his home white sock or
With the chrome pistal, 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
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the pulled me over
And put the to my window and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, on they ass
I got to like a demon 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, motherfucker come out
Talkin' crazy to me lookin' at me crazy up in the sto'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
let me get to flashin' on yo' ass nigga
Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker on my shoe
And I got to

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

For the state troop, shoot
Durin' the drug deal at the mouth
raps your motherfuckin' folkers out
Tight since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a get some day skunk

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, like a old hag
She get hella stanky if you're get teared up
But us niggas bring me back
My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I squinges off the
Lean ballin', and weed
A thousand worth of chump change, chicken feed

A criminal a full of dirty deeds
Givin' niggaz eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower and extra clips
Gun clappin' music slappin' party
Brash and flashin'

The holiday just came on the first and third of the month
my check late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door hollerin' that shit about my beat too loud
I walked up the steps and I got ta
Tellin that bitch I'm
Send a rookie to the store to bring me back Rossi Ron

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

Bad word get to me and I'm flashin'
Lost all my money up in the game and I flash
Didn't let me up in the Club Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a hundred of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big Willie cashed my money water so I took it to Scottie's
To keep myself from

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