Luyện nghe bài hát Ackrite

It's ackrite
is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?
Ack-rite,
When I see you in the spot, you act right, you know what I'm saying?
When I you by the fuckin' arm
Don't be looking at a nigga
give up the digits and be the fuck out, you know what I'm saying?
Let me break it for y'all

It was just one of days
When I wanted to sunrays
fun and get blunted on a Sunday afternoon
My nigga got room, grab the gat for misbehavors
And the chocolate boom, flossin hip-hop tunes
Zoom-zoom the Commodores
Wonder we have drama or, end up clowning whores
Around the good-to-go girls
Like them Barbary Coast girls, shotgun, baby
I be postin in the ride
Sipping 151 that me too much pride to back down
Soon as we get to The Beach put my fuckin mack down
I'm lead, not the background
It's time to put on the map now
Walk my hand on my Johnson, crack a smile
peep my style, if I don't get some ackrite
I'mma have to

Blunt in my left hand, in my right
by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better twice
(Aight? And a give a nig' ackrite)
I'm the of nigga playa-haters don't like
Snatchin' up your honey for some late hype
And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of
(Aight? So give a some ackrite, right)

Uh drink kicking in, I'm
For those that don't know big words: I'm faded
Eighty-three degrees, ease to a spot
Our first spot was cool till some gangsters it hot
Now we plot and
Plus we watchin' hoes, lots of flesh exposed
Getting swarmed by those type of
With no game but
So I only like pros can
"Yo, is your man?" "No"
the bitch's hand, "I'm Hittman"
Bling! Gold gleam
"You're very for my summer league team"
Maybe too extreme cause the got steamed
Then Miss Thing tried to on my brethren
I got mad, flame on the name
Stefan, on her arm
Ho you ain't the bomb, be a dyke
Witcho' lips swoll, and give a nig' ackrite

in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think
(And a a nig' some ackrite)
I'm the type of nigga playa-haters like
Snatchin' up your for some late night hype
And bitches get slapped out of spite
(So give a some ackrite, right)

Fronting on the ack-rite, me to act up
Samaritans save that ho from getting slapped up
My crack up at the scene I made
Yo my actions ain't serene when a nigga's on
If it for the one-time brigade
I woulda sprayed at the hooker
As cops parade I'm afraid time to break camp
Make tracks, where can we go to take hoes
From fake Ayo, chase them girls
In that black Maxima, the passenger, fractured her
Neckbone, back at us
Plus, they on the dick cause the Caddy's
They blush, I bumrush the hush, with the largest
Try to swing an ep tonight so I don't have to in touch
Keep it on hush without the
Macking interrupted by niggas set-tripping
in the strap, I showed these niggas how to act

Blunt in my left hand, in my right
Strap by my waistline, niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you think twice
(Aight? And a give a nig' ackrite)
I'm the of nigga playa-haters don't like
Snatchin' up your honey for some night hype
And snobby-ass bitches get slapped out of
(Aight? So give a nig' ackrite, right)