Luyện nghe bài hát Young Fun

He young, he young, he young, he
She young, she young, she young, she
He young, he young, he young, he
She young, she young, she young, she

I hit the 21 blocks and every day
Niggaz peepin' they shoulders in each and way
No sweat, 'cuz if I it
I stay true to the game, so I'm not let it

Take control of me, fool you can roll me
From OG to OG you can with me
the hutch, about the milk bowl
Two dee took a bank left fools out on

It was me baby and the homey tic
All my folks down, gotta make it legit
So I'm a spit and my spittin' straight real
I know that you can feel penitentiary

Locked down all around for the homies down
When my get out you walk a safe ground
'Cuz I'm a let ride killah you better stay inside
And keep yo shit on yo side

Set wit me because what I see is greenery
And all I see
As the day gets older, don't
Take a look your shoulder

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done

Livin' this I can't help but dis my dream
Maybe since West anthems I to roll a beam
Clean, but had to be a Mex
Now that 850 lookin spiffy, will come next

I bounced to 120 and
Yeah, my house across from the store
Just that hit by the drive way and park in the back
1986 is known to jack

Around click of the hood you found no punks
Many bangers, dope fiends and drunks
I learned, bunny hops, still rocks and
I ran out of boys toys and nights sees on hot days

apple sticks on death RC cola to break a sweat
Now I bet that everybody's up
If you turnin' the wrong street lie you 'bout to get
Now

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get

I ain't no motherfuckin' I'm a killah
murderers get life nigga and killaz keep killin'
I'd rather die with my eyes
So I can see how these wanna do me

They set me free loco head with the beat what
And these niggaz know they have to when I speak
The younger dumb wanna have fun
And liquor way before the age of 21

So how you figure that'll never put in work for that hood he
You never him no attention so who should he love
And to keep a strap on him or a sack on him
And some bomb but be patrollin' the
Ran a name through the mud

And these crooked's a strap in your mouth
Without a doubt that's the got lost and turned out
He shoulda keep patient but you was money
Chasin' a double life is what that young nigga
And all he was

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum you'll get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy get done
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get

Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get
Young, dumb, of fun
Dum diddy dum diddy you'll get