Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Wit Me

Yo, it's the nigga with the nasty flow and the rag six-four
With the D's I can bag a hoe
Top down, so my rag can show, in the dutch
Purple or orange, haze, just a bag of 'dro

Hit snatch with my on, Aladdin Lounge
In Jacobs denim and Don Magli's on
I'm a gangsta and the birds they it
20 with a babyface and sit on like Kirby Puckett

You buy a Ferrari, fuck it, cop lle' from J
The bricks come Louis Vuitton luggage
He order rock and cover it, the is free
The is 75, the ball is live

Ain't nobody fumblin' on my
We in the field like Biggs or Marshall Faulk, we the rock
Nothin' than a hundred a pop, anything less you a cop
Shoot you and take your and your glock, motherfuckers

What'chu know about stackin' G's, you got to fuck wit me
Puffin' on sticky green, you got to fuck wit me
My team is just oh, so clean, you got to come wit me
know about stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me

I'm in the streets the place is mine, told to cover my tracks
I paper to increase my shine
I'm on my chief, out the wagon like Tyco
And get the kind of paper that these die fo'

out, camouflage under my vest B
Motorbike, cars, broads and jetskis
Rule number 1, keep your eye on your cash
rule number 2, will get rid of your best so

None of 'em best show, in stress mode
'Less they got petrol, pushin' that Benz
Pick up the Game, let's some cash
Then we, get to the do', then you put on your

On other shit, ridin' wit'cha boy now
We on the West coast, seek and now
It's like when Cal-Berkeley whooped on that
We had a riot in the streets, to blow now fo'sho' now

What'chu about stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me
Puffin' on sticky green, you got to fuck wit me
My is just oh, so clean, you got to come fuck wit me
What'chu know about G's, you got to come fuck wit me

The underboss, ill too
Buildin' my off the blocks and the wears will sag
Not Gil but tryin' to top, the nerd Gates
From the city of project and them Mossberg K's

San Francisco, coast, Northern Bay, California
Man, it's Get Low so best to toast or spray on ya
Uhh, makin' mafia moves, skate from the
Yeah, they tried stoppin' ya

But nah, the ball, it stop
A shot callin', if I fall then my thoughts gon'
Yeah, underboss with and Doc Figgaro
Clear and I'm the individual

Holdin' weight in the dope
Tokin' the 8-8, oh, fold
Watch our bread and our team
Visualize I can rip beam on the cash and not 8 guys can't it

What'chu know about stackin' G's, you got to fuck wit me
Puffin' on green, you got to come fuck wit me
My team is just oh, so clean, you got to come wit me
What'chu know stackin' G's, you got to come fuck wit me