Luyện nghe bài hát Yay Deep

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

(*E-40*)

Huh! an rollin, like the car was stolen,
on my way to see my weebles up in 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,
like they wanna get tossed,
E-40 you be careful 'fo I tell one of yo fans,
do what you do all I to is you Maxwell, and Erykah Badu.

(*Richie Rich*)

When I was off on caviars, spotted,
niggaz spoke on me I wasn't nobody,
foolish as a I packed eightballs,
broke the ice, an often sold 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 gold beam.

(*B-Leigt*)

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

(Chorus)

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

(*Richie Rich*)

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

(*B-Legit*)

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

(*E-40*)

But if I hit bottom an lose everythang,
I back up, pimp, pawn 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 know me the wit the big O dub's,
an you see me I be blowin it up,
I'm from the land of the dealaz,
killaz,
heat feel the half fo the nigga fuck that,
bounce back an you bubble,
as you don't double yo dribble,
campaign wit the hoes.

(*E-40*)

I from a, ten speed wit a backpack,
to a, six-seven left wit a luggage rack,
to a 400 SEL,
to a fresh off the show floor V-12,
I'm a timin ass from magazines,
I remember when my shit always clean
rappin niggaz, an hustlin that's my an butta,
you niggaz betta hurry up 'cause money in this mutha fucka!!!

(*Richie Rich*)

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

(chorus x4)

BIAAAATCH!! Fo sho! 40 waters, B-Legit an 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.