Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg through Purina Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a nigga
Chest out never grew up in the hood
knew right from wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for nothin' for no
Mannish little knucklehead hard head
Meanin' give a fuck about life I seen my
Stab my daddy in the stomach a knife

When I was three years old, figured it out
That's why a nigga coke, clientele and clout
a motherfuckin' doubt, take a nigga out
For to go between my motherfuckin' paper route
Wet his ass up, nigga see and go
automatic convertible I'm a wipe away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' then motherfucker
You betta damn be workin' for me or else you're fucked

Either that, I get your jaw wired up, liar
Dope game got me this, certify high
Smokin' bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm sayin'
Hit up Denny's resteraunt and a gang of food
Run up out of that prejudiced fuck ass
Without even havin' any N kind of intention on payin'

Damn flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm up in this motherfucker
I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm sayin' the world
I'm pissin' on everything, it, nigga I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad
I got all kind of marbles on the motherfuckin'
And I'm a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin'

Understand my shit, the situation is way damn
Motherfucker I'm off the shit
And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement, I'm
Nigga I'm out there bad I'm poppin' in the air for
Nigga for no reason I'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it fired up, in the back of the truck

About to the nigga crib up
Bang bang shoot 'em up fame
Got a little to my name, slick as cane
Three in the mornin' it's hard labor chasin'
Nigga twerkin', go to several car
Clickers come with VCR's
ovens and credit cards

Pullin' all kind of heavy straps
Beatin' nijjas with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches overseas shoot
Try to have more than a factory
Motherfuckers to showin' out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a whole on a
Vital, out for the rival tribal dead on arrival

Psycho, it's all about
Quarter ounce is on
Run up in his home sock or bone
With the chrome pistal, pistol a nigga
with a zap force, seen hammer, arm and hammer
soda, listening to the scanner, scared man
Can't win, especially when a packin'
stackin', mashin', flashin'

I'm flashin', the pulled me over
And put the flashlight to my window and told me I was
And I got to, flashin' on ass
I got to actin' a demon the motherfuckers told me
The other day I go to off my P G and E
Nigga and I got to actin' bad and I got to

On a motherfucker, come out there
Talkin' to me lookin' at me crazy up in the motherfuckin' sto'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
Don't let me get to flashin' on yo' ass
Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker step on my
And I got to

all bad, motherfucker used to be comrade
Used to fuck the same hoes, wear clothes
Closer than a bugger to a nose, choosin'
Slammin' do's together, cookin' crack
Gettin' eighteens if back, overkill
Put the whammy on the whoop, be on the

For the state troop, shoot
Durin' the drug deal at the mouth
Voluntarily your motherfuckin' folkers out
about since Little League, Boy Scouts
Paper route dropped a diamond get some day

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, like a old hag
She gonna get hella if you're get teared up
But us don't bring me back
My motherfuckin' bag, I squinges off the hinges
ballin', alcohol and weed
A thousand dollars of chump change, chicken feed

A criminal record a full of deeds
Givin' niggaz black eyes and bloody
Cauliflower and extra clips
Gun clappin' music party crashin'
Brash and flashin'

The just came on the first second and third of the month
Made my check and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor hollerin' shit about my beat too loud
I up the motherfuckin' steps and I got ta
that bitch I'm flashin'
Send a rookie to the store to me back some Rossi Ron

He me back Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On bitch ass motherfucker, silly nigga
Yknahmsayin'? A motherfucker up in this motherfucker
Get to testin' my nigga and I'ma flash on yo' ass

Bad get back to me and I'm flashin'
all my money up in the dice game and I flash
Didn't let me up in the Club Cafe Echelon and go to
Dope fiend ran off with a hundred count of my teeth and I'm
Big Willie cashed my hawkin' money water so I it to Scottie's
To keep myself flashin'

Bought 250 worth of liquor and they tried to charge me
For some ice and I
Got jumped a house party fools left me for dead
When I got home I seen motherfuckers
And they ass was in the red, I got to
I tell ya, bitch these I tell ya
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit