Luyện nghe bài hát Give Me the Ass

Ha, say who's scientific, 3 C-F (that's my crew)

Yo, on the real homey, let me let you know me
Cause ain't too many people who can talk me
See frontin' ain't nothin', who they to jerk
of them niggas talkin' can't pay for the work
They in my pocket, this flow, can't stop it
Shit, 20 and a dream team to mop it
Who knock it?
Get blown out the (Hey, who's gettin' money?)
Remains the
Stay true, in it for you
I you wanna get down, Martinies and Malibu
That's a dream, pay attention to the
Follow the and we could all get cream

Baby if you give me the ass (baby if you me the ass)
you might see some cash (maybe you might see some cash)
If you think I'm moving to fash (if you I'm moving to fash)
We can lace this blunt with

Les:
Where you
Q-Bourgh, harsh and rugged ma bourgh
new joint (what?)
Give it to you radio style, so heads can
make this move in 9-7
Attack with the most hunger, got mouths to feed and we gettin' no

No doubt, mix the Guinstout, the Colt 40
Toastin' the majority, stay
With spilt on the pavement
my beats from the basement, on this one cut
No shit (shhhhh)
That's why we hit you in the head with a joint you familiar

Yo shortie we can wine and dine
But in time let me remind, eventually I to be
behind you, mind you
Never the less to refine you
Take you outta def and dumb and you
No game shortie, laugh
all math, material things just don't last
So light this L and parlay me
Cause tonight rock you gonna stay with me

Pyscho
Son this is mad hot, 100 degrees
Slide the sun roof, catch a breeze
Let out the smoke from the trees, torch our
by strink G's
As I count Ben-G's, I clocked off this doin friendly
Kick it to this in spicey like Wendys
to touch her tada, honey said "Ah-ah"
Turned the Chewbacca, but I was like...

(X2)

Give me the ass baby, give me the ass baby, can't live the ass baby
Give me the ass baby, give me the ass, oh give me the ass, give me the
ass
Oh me the ass

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