Luyện nghe bài hát Ayy

It's about four in the
Got a full of bags, yeah
We just ridin' 'round dirty, get the bag

You already what time it is
YG, up?
Big Bern, Mozzy, to 'em

Twenty in the trunk of the low
Kids trip tryna fuck them hoes
On the corner, sellin' nothin but
life, we were struggling though
Sentimental, when it a fold
You ain't ever gave me to hold
trailer, finna fuck up the road
Quarter milli, you ain't it before
Big link, hugging it though
nigga been a hunnid for sure
Every card a hunnid or more
Paid a k in-front of the stove
Count up the and go
Another flight, like 30 or 'sum
Chain worth like a or 'sum
Cali nigga, they murder for nothing

They still on the turf them youngins
(yeah)
We up swerving a buggy
(yeah)
They it be hot as Kentucky
(yeah)
If she bout hoe and then run it
(yeah)
nigga hate for nothin'
I came up from nothin', remember them
Hey kill all that rappin', I'm not with the
You can get hit this K
Crack that pack
This that you can only get from the Bay
Y-Car, bricks in L.A
How you but ain't been to L.A.?
livin', I'mma keep it that way
I ain't with a yuke in my face
Yellow should've seen how they did it
Forty shells, really eat up face

Run up the
But no we don't
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas know I'm
the homie a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"
love to hate
Rolls Royce two-tone, and grey
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
gon' start to separate
'em say, "Uh"
'em say, "Ayy"

They me still
The money come and a hunnid mill
I build and playin' with my chicken shit,
I wanna
Fresh work
We let the spill
My know the drill,
She say she hate the way the rubber
I'm
The sound of the crowd, it give me
And really

I used to rob and steal the vacuum seal
Twenty grand inside the candle, export
I'm K9, all through the airport
Atlanta, hit London with a Box
With my O.T knock, I'm just he didn't toss her
We different
Mozzy with me got the two em
Hot shells, spillin' out your new denim
I'm supposed to be low-key, all these jewels drippin'
My crib mani-huh, we got a few missin'
I'm on a mission it pullin' me back
Yeah, I'm married to the
And fell in love the trap

Run up the
But no we don't
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas know I'm
the homie a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"

Niggas love to
Royce two-tone,
Black and
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
They start to separate
'em say, "Uh-uh" (Yeah, yeah)
'em say, "Ayy" (Yeah)

Bobby Boy chillin', whippin' exotic
I got her on that tonic,
We that chronic
know I'm iconic,
It's of ironic
I'm this, gunnin' this
We fun in this bitch
Livin' my life, that I'm rich
Now know the name,
But just
I it G, cause I'm a good person
my everything,
Up in verses
that Goldilocks,
When it
Bob feelin' it,
Berner be it
We crazy, we feelin'
Brazy, we feelin'
Run up in it, get up in it
And it look easy
I'm gonna a shoe
Bigger the Yeezy
Feelin' my own
Ain't that I won't do

(Italian leather)
Run up the
But no we don't
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy'"
Niggas I'm on-call
Give the a K (My K)
Told 'em 'em say, "Uh-uh"
Told 'em em say, "Ayy"

love to hate
Rolls Royce two-tone, black and
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"
When you
gone start to separate
'em say, "Uh-uh"
'em say, "Ayy"