Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse

Chillin' on the set the fully automatic tec
Never was slippin' that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up bleed to death
Ya with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the real killer is
It's an ward nigga it's an third ward nigga
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the and money
While I'm on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga t got a forty and brought two
Lil' ya is chillin' is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm on 6th and baronne they call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we straight out the
Fuckin' one two let a bitch rub up on us
I'm a load my fat gangster lil' somethin'
6th and baronne

Second
ya}

I was chillin' on the of 6th and baronne
a forty in my hand and about to get tore
I got my stash and a tec on my side
For them mutherfuckers who be doin' drivebys
For them ass niggas I've been try'na kill
I got a proof vest and it's made of steel
For you sissy ass niggas thinkin' they
I get my tec and my nine and to pull yo car
When a nigga's on the set we makin' money
Drinkin' red bullets smokin' boo-koo weed
fucked up gettin' drunk makin' money havin' fun
Five-0 come but our is all ready done
This is the place I my mutherfuckin' home
I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Third
{yella

Here come's an head rapper bout to crush yo phone
My is yella boy no not sylvester stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
There's not another gangster set 6th and baronne
Because the peepin' out seven days a week
I wait for the first and to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors creepin' up but I just care
is live or die sucker no not you thug there
I ride on other gangsters turf and a gangsta's fit
Cash money ya got to stay legit
paper in the air a quarter now an ounce
Then I my dog bitch take her to wall street and make her bow
All the gangsters in the be up to no good
Pack the mutherfuckin' chrome boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm down for a gangster can't you tell
I know a buildin' down with me of the melph a and del a rell
Tec-9, lil' ya me yella boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm big bank and packin' the chrome
(why) because I'm a gangster from 6th and

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Forth

Growin' up was but it all paid off well
I was eleven when I started to sell
6th and baronne was the set I sold rocks
Drinks done went because I'm servin' the block
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I and sold to an undercover five-o
They say they got a reward if ya where I'm at
But I'm make it hard for 'em because I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the to run away from my home (why)
Because I'm a nigga from 6th and

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse
ya}

I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the chrome
boo-koo money on 6th and baronne
All the gather around and come see the man
I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other
B 3 by my side he got to in a long fuckin' lincoln
Yes he strapped with a two
Tec is in the house chillin' moe
While kerri on the doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho in the house chillin'
With lamb while ronda with
With them bitches they don't a damn
Gettin' her haircut sue tyra got a bitch
You know what to do baby is on there end
Stun'n on the pay and I'm chillin' on
6th and

I say up or shut up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse
{yella

I got to watch my damn
For the robbers and the
Like in the pin I draw my knife
Then I ya because I know I got to handle that
Because some niggas try'na up bests believe I got my gat
You will never catch me slippin' 'cause the leather flippin'
Try to play and my product man ya must be
'cause a gangster out third pushin' to much pain
Comin' weak that ho shit bitch you a at the game
There's a dollar to made so best believe a call it
Disrespect my damn set yo back against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no joke that money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred
to be then nigga again because I'm makin' big bank
And packin' the chrome (why yella) because I'm a
6th and baronne

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay