Luyện nghe bài hát Yay Deep

Ha, ha,
south,
west,
riders,
south,
west,
riders.

(*E-40*)

Huh! Rockin an rollin, the car was stolen,
on my way to see my up in deep east Oakland,
smokin on some premo, in a ass, coke white El Camino,
exhaust sparkin,
park it like Reno, I soft I see some hoes in miskina,
lookin they wanna get tossed,
E-40 you be careful 'fo I one of yo biggest fans,
do what you do all I listen to is you Maxwell, and Badu.

(*Richie Rich*)

When I was off on caviars, spotted,
niggaz spoke on me like I nobody,
foolish as a I packed eightballs,
broke the ice, an often weed to stars,
but hey now an how I run my sweet,
Yay Deep from the to expose my heat,
my nigga 40 waters an Legit wit the B,
niggaz know fuck tha cuttie wit the triple beam.

(*B-Leigt*)

Niggaz from the Bay be so vicious,
fly to Atlanta Morehouse buisness,
it ain't no swishers, juss zigs, an hoe,
bad bitches turn regular tracks hoes,
we hoes, then sell 'em a dream,
from here to have 'em holdin my cream,
I'm on a winnin team, off heen an
'em drink 'fo a bitch nigga pay me.

(Chorus)

We slide, we slide, from south to we ride. (x4)

(*Richie Rich*)

Now slip, slidin, rip, rip ridin,
I hurt a mutha fucka when I westside,
see this side be the bliss side,
not the if, if was a side.

(*B-Legit*)

Well pass it to me, pass to you,
hit the light green til I turn blue, I'm through,
not to do what I do,
Yay only fuck wit a few.

(*E-40*)

But if I hit rock an lose everythang,
I come back up, pimp, my weddin ring,
re-up, re-cop buy yeyo,
auction my shit off give 'em rum an zale.
BEEATCH!!!

(chorus x4)

(*B-Legit*)

I'm Yay Deep, come an sleep, el g, in this old jeep,
out by the oak tree,
you me the homie wit the big O dub's,
an everytime you see me I be it up,
I'm from the land of the dealaz,
killaz,
heat feel the fo the scratch nigga fuck that,
bounce an make you bubble,
long as you double yo dribble,
campaign wit the hoes.

(*E-40*)

I from a, ten speed wit a backpack,
to a, coupe left wit a luggage rack,
to a 400 SEL,
to a fresh off the show room V-12,
I'm a timin ass tycoon magazines,
I remember when my shit wasn't clean
niggaz, an hustlin that's my bread an butta,
you niggaz betta hurry up 'cause there's in this mutha fucka!!!

(*Richie Rich*)

I take morphine fate, 'cause I serve mo fiends,
fuck wit bitches to crates,
Richie be the ballin if ya snooze ya lose,
ride hoes like vogues, switch up like shoes,
bitches gettin one mo to suck dick,
who be waivin they hands, duck quick,
we shit,
yo be the four-fifth,
tough play sweet, park we Yay Deep.

(chorus x4)

BIAAAATCH!! Fo sho! 40 waters, an Double R, we ride.
Southwest, riders, southwest man, you know what we do,
E-feeze-fozereeze, wit Z-Savage, that nigga, Double R, R in the
we ride, Richie Rich, we ride, seven-o-seven, seven-o-shnebin,
enough.

(chorus x4) Sik Wit It.