Luyện nghe bài hát Abg

Through the cut, with Pabb, we bang on 'em
Leeky in the backseat with that chopper, we swang on 'em
And all my drawers be Lauren
Twenty-three shots to his car, Michael
Brrt, bah bah bah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
This be the nigga, gang
My gang or no gang,
me what's the problem, we can handle that
Hit up Pabb or Leeky and I guarantee cancel that
Hah, I guarantee they cancel
Quando Rondo
Leeky told me if you love your nigga him to the fullest
Don't put your up in these bitches, put 'em in the bullets
I told my brother Light that this that before fame
I could do a hundred and I still won't change
These niggas in the streets, they just tryna make a name
He don't want beef with me 'cause I'ma hit him with the flames
Murder on my mind, he must not heard my song
I was up in that cell, Re had twenty-three a song
He ain't 'bout lifestyle that he puttin' in them songs
I'm ridin' for my niggas, I told 'em that's or wrong
Ray Bans, this just don't seem right
All my niggas bands, we uppin' at the green light
Tell me what it be and we slide on 'em
Hop out on street and put that fire on 'em
We gon' on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em
in the backseat and he got that big four-five on him
Quit all flexin', nigga know he ain't with it
Catch his ass bad, I send one to his fitted
ABG, anybody can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
Quit all that flexin', nigga know he ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he
Glock-21, up seventeen times
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,
I made it off my block, I feel I
I just got a for Christmas, but don't get decorated
Never sober, always faded, feelin' that I'm
Mama told me just this, you know you were born to be hated
Instagram thuggin', that's make me pull up
tips filled to the tip, yeah my clip filled up
Pressure hit, I'ma roll kush up
gang crip and I'ma throw that neighborhood up, yeah
He say got them bands, well we got racks too
Thirty in my glizzy, my clip longer than a shoe
You exposed your bro, he a rat too
If I your avenue I'ma slide cross them tracks too
Tell me what it be and we gon' on 'em
Hop out on that and put that fire on 'em
We ride on 'em, nigga we gon' slide on 'em
Leeky in the backseat and he got big four five on him
Stop all that flexin', nigga he ain't with it
Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his
Nigga ABG, can get it
Nigga ABG, anybody can get it,
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ridin'
Nigga say he in the streets but I that he lyin'
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, I'ma up times, yea
Yop bean, I'm finna crash out
I'ma sip this until it make a nigga pass out
Internet ain't gon' do shit but make me spazz out
I can get your gang gone if we cash out
My whole campaign strong like a bag of
that beef on, pussy nigga ain't no backin' out
On your street, we gon' with that ratchet out
On your street, we gon' with that ratchet out
One in the head, leave you by the stop sign
Pop out the window with extendos then Glock nine
speed chase, runnin' from two different cars
Beefin' with two sides, swangin' on two different blocks
Aimin' at two different guys, uppin' two different Glocks
Bitch I'm uppin' with two Glocks, yeah
Bitch I'm uppin' two different Glocks,
grrah all that flexin', nigga know he ain't with it
Catch his ass down bad, I send one to his
ABG, anybody can get it
Nigga ABG, can get it, yeah
Stop all that flexin', nigga know he ain't
Nigga say he in the streets but I know that he
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen
Glock-21, I'ma up seventeen times,