Luyện nghe bài hát Yae Yo

We doing this baby, oh
What the fuck
Nah man, nah, nah what I'm a do
I'm a get on the phone one
Stupid, yo, aiyyo,

Why shit ain't cooking up right
told me this is solid white
Fuck it wrap it up take it up, still in all it's a play out
Tired of spending money, might get them niggaz out
Yo, yo Fernando sent me yo, stop acting yo
And yo don't point that at me
Bad enough I come in the crib
Wid Spanish using languages and shit

I'm feeling like a dick, left the crib my hand brolic
This is some bullshit, might get knocked take the wrist
Yo Fernando happened?
Shit cooking up backwards, light up a
make me backtrack, blew it dime it the llelo lay low
Saying in my mind, fuck Papi gotta pay off
Cash the power woo chant it
Yo this ain't our product, this is Carlos family

Oh wanna play me like a smoker
Coming out my ice choker, my man in the back looking
Papi yo why wanna jucks me
Yo listen B we got the clientele since '83
Fuck it, pull out the pot let's cook it, light the up
Julie go to the store get some flour, sat burning a big dutch
With the crisp shot glock, stashed in my nuts
Poured it in the sizzling, now it start drizzling

Rainy day murder black miss him
I'm yelling this shit is business, but they still ain't gonna violate
What I stand for with drizzers
He took it off the stove run the
Trying to work me yo, knew I a hit the nigga's daughter
He might showed more
went in the freeze, broke the ice down, pour it in
We both looking at it on the twirl particles grew

Fly Khaluas is mad sliding through
like Castro's cousin, gave them niggaz all of my life
All of my all my judgment, it droppa only like an ounce worth
Should I just out my shirt, go berserk and let the macks burst
Skate off in the Bronx, same shit, Gotti was on
Shallah gonna get your's play it calm
Seventeen five was the total plus the
Hundred for the cab driver was rollin'