Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd through Purina Chow Chow
Pow Pow hot on a nigga head
Chest out never grew up in the hood
Never right from wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for for no reason
Mannish knucklehead hard head heathen
Meanin' give a fuck life I seen my momma
Stab my in the stomach with a knife

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

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

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

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

About to light the crib up
Bang bang 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, as sugar cane
Three in the mornin' it's labor chasin' paper
twerkin', go to several Russian car
Clickers come esouped with
Microwave ovens and credit

all kind of heavy metal straps
Beatin' nijjas with bumper jacks
Lip's bitches shoot crap
Try to have paper than a factory
Motherfuckers gettin' to out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a on a psycho
Vital, lookin' out for the rival dead on arrival

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

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

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

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

I'm uh, I'm ooh cranky, booty a old hag
She gonna get hella stanky if get teared up
But us niggas bring me back
My motherfuckin' duffel bag, I squinges off the
ballin', alcohol and weed
A thousand dollars worth of chump change, feed

A criminal record a of dirty deeds
Givin' niggaz black eyes and bloody
ears and extra clips
Gun clappin' music slappin' crashin'
and motherfucker flashin'

The holiday just came on the first second and third of the
my check late and I got to, flashin' on motherfuckers
Next door neighbor hollerin' that shit my beat too loud
I walked up the motherfuckin' and I got ta
Tellin that I'm flashin'
Send a rookie to the store to bring me back some Ron

He me back Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On that ass motherfucker, silly nigga
A motherfucker up in this motherfucker flashin'
Get to testin' my testicles nigga and I'ma 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 Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a count of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big cashed my hawkin' money water so I took 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 outside a house party left me for dead
When I got I seen them motherfuckers
And they ass was in the red, I got to
I tell ya, these niggaz I tell ya
Shit I tell ya, shit shit shit bitch, shit