Luyện nghe bài hát Friday Night

Its a night and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was rockin the was jumpin
It wasnt long for everybody (just blaze)
on the B-box (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the rock
I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

Its like midas as I was told
Young C was on the 13 years old
I don't mean to
I had the meanest bag the was my peeps
I was bringin half charge of the block
A pean the ave bringin cash on the scene
At still gloves and mask as I proceed mad
Mats, mad gats, mad seed
Ya man actin crazy roll wit the kid playa been hella
You already what it is, they don't gotta notice the whip
I done show them the wrist, they already know Chris
And know tha to stick to the script
It don't long hit 'em and I last long
Can't em south long send 'em in a cab home
You takin mad getcha bags gone
I ain't got a dime for you time for me on

Its a friday and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was the party was jumpin
It wasnt for everybody knew (just blaze)
What's on the (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the heat
I hit the club hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

Back in effect vest, in the tech
you how to clap wit perfect when they actin a mess
We from north PHILLY free, crack
And the rest mac south O and sparks
Back on the we the leaders of the new school
Heated cause my jewls get my jewls cool
Every weekend its a new bout to set the record staight
Soon as the record break ship T2 more to the store it levatate

we never late early in the game
We brought pain yup heavy spen up in state yeah
You bond to hate of the boad and tape
7-60 to scape put 'em all around ya face
Time to cool in ya place get every dime
You got up out of ya safe plus you more surronded wit bait
Before the law surroundin ya place
My dogs get pound of ya cake

Its a night and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was the party was jumpin
It wasnt long for everybody (just blaze)
What's on the (Young Gunz)
wit the heat rock
Before I hit the club hit the weed spot it 1, 2 ,3,and

We the present and the
You might as well get to us
We around a minute givin 'em what they wanted
The niggas they fronted
But still sick to they stomache once they about the gunnaz
they know they girl
Comin you try to her "Please baby dont wear that"
But she's on her own think she tryna hear that
You whats gonna happen after the party
C and up in the sweat we fishin out the lobby
Back after back she trippin all off that me
Cuff my lib not even the gang
Hereso chickens get bodied
We show you how we switch up better the party
Did it in the party me out hardly baby baretta
Tucked the addition we army hit niggas up
Then we breeze off bucky right
Behind me the ROC me
Yup

Its a friday and the bass was bumpin
The honeyz was the party was jumpin
It wasnt long for everybody (just blaze)
on the B-box (Young Gunz)
Travel wit the rock
Before I hit the hit the weed spot it goes 1, 2 ,3,and

Chris and Neefie
Chris and lil'
Chris and Neefie
and lil' Neefie
Chris and Neefie
and lil' Neefie