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 head
out never understood grew up in the hood
Never knew right from
Get to dumpin' on a for nothin' for no reason
Mannish knucklehead hard head heathen
give a fuck about life I seen my momma
Stab my daddy in the stomach with a

I was three years old, finally figured it out
That's why a nigga sold coke, and clout
Without a motherfuckin' doubt, a nigga out
For trying to go between my paper route
Wet his ass up, nigga see and go
Fully automatic I'm a wipe away arsonist
Fire extinguisher, if you ain't spittin' heat then
You betta damn sure be for me or else you're fucked

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

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

Understand my shit, the is way damn real
I'm drunk off the shit
And I'm bottles on the pavement, I'm flashin'
I'm out there bad I'm poppin' in the air for nothin'
Nigga for no apparent I'm duh duh duh duh check it out
At this, got it up, choppers in the back of the truck

About to light the nigga up
bang shoot 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, as sugar cane
Three in the it's hard labor chasin' paper
twerkin', go to several Russian car
Clickers come esouped VCR's
Microwave and credit cards

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

Psycho, it's all about
ounce zippers is on
Run up in his home white or bone
With the pistal, pistol whip a nigga
with a zap force, this hammer, arm and hammer
Bakin' soda, to the scanner, scared man
win, especially when a nigga packin'
Fetti stackin', mashin',

I'm flashin', the Elroy's pulled me
And put the flashlight to my and told me I was speedin'
And I got to, flashin' on ass
I got to actin' like a the motherfuckers told me
The day I go to turn off my P G and E
and I got to actin' bad and I got to flashin'

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

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

For the state troop, might
the drug deal flippin' at the mouth
Voluntarily raps your folkers out
Tight about since Little League, Boy
Paper route a diamond get some day skunk

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, like a old hag
She gonna get hella if you're get teared up
But us niggas bring me back
My duffel bag, I squinges off the hinges
Lean ballin', alcohol and
A thousand dollars of chump change, chicken feed

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

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

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

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

Bought dollar 250 worth of liquor and they to charge me
For ice and I flashed
Got jumped outside a party fools left me for dead
When I got home I them motherfuckers
And ass was in the red, I got to flashin'
I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I ya
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit