Luyện nghe bài hát Ooh! Ooh!

Ooh! Ooh!
You bitch! (you bitch!)
I told yo' ass that shit won't gone forever
Ooh! Ooh!
All them fuckin gimmicks and bite
You bitch!
Then i'm slappin into 2000 (yes)
whippin bitches and niggas (yes)
where my thugs at? where my real at? (what)
my real killer niggas at? (what)
one

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
what what, for all my thug that hustle to make cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all them chicken heads who scared to get on their knees
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
what, for all my thug niggas and who take G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for all my niggas makin cheese
smashin with 20's on your V
drink and squeeze
plenty of G's
niggas hustle chicken heads pluckin
i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed fuckin
cos ain't no dressin them
i'm up in lovin them
handcuffin ho
when i come through i'll have bitch suckin my toes
get fucked in a drawed out on VT
i'm nigga thats righteous sittin on the couch
the gold mouth (bling)
rockin platinum shit show out
never soldout i was suited everythin open to makin the apollo shout
Yukmouth nigga thugged out
i'm the city of dope where every block has a drughouse
and a weed spot of playas
you can catch me at yo' LA vodago
coppin an of omega
smokin playas on the paper (yes, yes)
slang rocks like major (yes, yes)
ridin a 99 right through your waist ~ ~ what

my niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches that breakin for cheese
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my ballin niggas that hustle to cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my chicken heads who ain't scared to get on knees
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my thug niggas and killers who G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for my niggas who rock a Roley on your wrist
my hit be Power 106
like cowards who knew heavy, get ready
for the second comin up niggas summoned ~ by God
got niggas poppin out they and runnin
take off fuckin chain and gunnin
niggas get in
i'm lettin off that whole magazine on who want it
got niggas scared the hun'ert
hide in they 2000 hun'erts
you better pray to God i'm
for 4, 5
got niggas jumpin out they car them broads just runnin
pimp niggas hide your
i'm tellin
i 'em in the drizzy like the terror squad
menage a trois always share a with a broad
the mob best at large
three in the car
three can run niggas hustle hard
to all my bitches niggas at the bars
strippin, swingin from to get yours

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make
niggas
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my chicken heads that ain't to get on their knees
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my thug niggas and who take G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!

for all my thug niggas and
duck-tapin
whip and take his glitter
fuck hatin niggas
and makin figures datin niggas
Cristasian dinners pay it they know how to break a nigga
i got on the +pay roll+ plannin to hit me
Alfredo take a nigga to pull like Wako
if i say so cos i mo' then the average Joe
I rock a row (bling)
you rock a fake ol'
got in the range ro'
except cable fatal
givin it to niggas who than play-doh
don't no
false moves who you talk to
i'll you, off you
make the cops chalk you
niggas talkin about Yuk is gone cost you
your head, your arms, your legs, i'm cuttin off your balls too
this is for all you bad gettin cheese
sittin nickin niggas E's, weed

scream!
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my bad bitches thats niggas for cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my ballin that hustle to make cheese
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
for all them chicken heads who scared to get on their knees
bitches
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my thug niggas and who take G's
me
Ooh! Ooh!
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