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 head
Chest out understood grew up in the hood
Never knew right from
Get to on a nigga for nothin' for no reason
Mannish knucklehead hard head heathen
give a fuck about life I seen my momma
Stab my daddy in the stomach a knife

When I was three old, finally figured it out
That's why a nigga coke, clientele and clout
a motherfuckin' doubt, take a nigga out
For to go between my motherfuckin' paper route
Wet his ass up, that see and go
Fully automatic I'm a wipe away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' heat motherfucker
You betta damn sure be for me or else you're fucked

Either that, I get your jaw up, pathological liar
Dope game got me like this, certify
Smokin' more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm
Hit up resteraunt and order a gang of food
Run up out of that prejudiced fuck ass
even havin' any N kind of intention on even payin'

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

my shit, the situation is way damn real
Motherfucker I'm off the shit
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 apparent 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 hard chasin' paper
Nigga twerkin', go to Russian car
Clickers come with VCR's
Microwave and credit cards

Pullin' all of heavy metal straps
Beatin' down with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas crap
Try to have more than a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a on a psycho
Vital, lookin' out for the rival tribal dead on

Psycho, all about survival
Quarter zippers is on
Run up in his white sock or bone
With the chrome pistal, pistol 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 Elroy's pulled me
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 motherfuckers 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 motherfuckin'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
Don't let me get to on yo' ass nigga
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 bugger to a nose, vogues
Slammin' Cadillac do's together, crack
Gettin' eighteens if back, overkill
Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the

For the state troop, might
Durin' the drug deal at the mouth
Voluntarily your motherfuckin' folkers out
Tight since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route a diamond 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 don't bring me
My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I off the hinges
ballin', alcohol and weed
A thousand dollars of chump change, chicken feed

A criminal record a of dirty deeds
Givin' niggaz black and bloody lips
ears and extra clips
Gun music slappin' party crashin'
Brash and motherfucker

The holiday just on the first second and third of the month
Made my late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor hollerin' that shit about my too loud
I walked up the motherfuckin' and I got ta
that bitch I'm flashin'
Send a rookie to the store to me back some Rossi Ron

He brought me Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On bitch ass motherfucker, silly nigga
Yknahmsayin'? A motherfucker up in 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 up in the dice game and I flash
let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a hundred count of my and I'm flashed
Big Willie my hawkin' money water so I took it to Scottie's
To myself from flashin'

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