Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a nigga
Chest out never understood grew up in the
Never knew right from
Get to on a nigga for nothin' for no reason
Mannish little knucklehead hard head
Meanin' give a fuck about I seen my momma
Stab my in the stomach with a knife

When I was years old, finally figured it out
why a nigga sold coke, clientele and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt, a nigga out
For trying to go between my motherfuckin' route
Wet his ass up, nigga see and go
Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipe away
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' heat then
You damn sure be workin' for me or else you're fucked

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

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

Understand my shit, the is way damn real
I'm drunk 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 reason I'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it up, choppers in the back of the truck

About to light the crib up
Bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as sugar
Three in the it's hard labor chasin' paper
Nigga twerkin', go to several car
Clickers esouped with VCR's
Microwave and credit cards

Pullin' all kind of heavy straps
Beatin' nijjas down with jacks
Lip's bitches overseas crap
Try to more paper than a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to showin' out the yard flexes
Liable, blow a on a psycho
Vital, lookin' out for the rival dead on arrival

Psycho, all about survival
ounce zippers is on
Run up in his home sock or bone
the chrome pistal, pistol whip a nigga
with a zap force, this hammer, arm and hammer
Bakin' soda, listening to the scanner, man
Can't win, especially when a packin'
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the Elroy's me over
And put the to my window and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, flashin' on ass
I got to actin' a demon the motherfuckers told me
The other day I go to off my P G and E
Nigga and I got to actin' bad and I got to

On a motherfucker, motherfucker out there
Talkin' crazy to me lookin' at me crazy up in the sto'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
Don't let me get to flashin' on yo' ass
up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my shoe
And I got to

It's all bad, motherfucker used to be
Used to fuck the hoes, wear Jeff clothes
Closer than a to a nose, choosin' vogues
Slammin' Cadillac do's together, cookin'
Gettin' if it's back, overkill
Put the on the whoop, be on the lookout

For the state troop, might
the drug deal flippin' at the mouth
Voluntarily raps motherfuckin' folkers out
Tight about since League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a diamond get some day

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty a old hag
She gonna get hella if you're get teared up
But us niggas bring me back
My motherfuckin' bag, I squinges off the hinges
Lean ballin', alcohol and
A thousand dollars worth of chump change, feed

A criminal record a full of dirty
Givin' black eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower and extra clips
Gun clappin' slappin' party crashin'
Brash and flashin'

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

He brought me Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On that ass motherfucker, silly nigga
Yknahmsayin'? A motherfucker up in this motherfucker
Get to testin' my testicles and I'ma flash on yo' ass

Bad get back to me and I'm flashin'
Lost all my up in the dice game and I flash
Didn't let me up in the Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off a hundred count of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big Willie my hawkin' money water so I took it to Scottie's
To keep from flashin'

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