Luyện nghe bài hát Flashin'

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I'm goin' off that Boyd Dawg Purina Chow Chow
Pow Pow hot lead on a head
Chest out never grew up in the hood
Never knew right wrong
Get to dumpin' on a nigga for for no reason
Mannish little knucklehead hard heathen
Meanin' give a about life I seen my momma
Stab my daddy in the 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, nigga see and go
Fully automatic convertible I'm a wipe 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 game got me this, certify high
Smokin' more bomb than Cheech and Chong, I'm
Hit up resteraunt and order a gang of food
Run up out of prejudiced fuck ass motherfucker
Without even any N kind of intention on even payin'

near 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' fuck the
I'm pissin' on everything, fuck it, I'm flashin', I'm actin' bad
I got all of marbles on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm

Understand my shit, the is way damn real
Motherfucker I'm off the shit
And I'm breakin' bottles on the pavement, I'm
Nigga I'm out there bad I'm 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 the nigga crib up
Bang bang 'em up claim fame
Got a little to my name, slick as cane
Three in the mornin' it's hard labor paper
Nigga twerkin', go to several car
Clickers come esouped VCR's
ovens and credit cards

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

Psycho, all about survival
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
Can't win, especially a nigga packin'
stackin', mashin', flashin'

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

On a motherfucker, motherfucker out there
Talkin' crazy to me 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
Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker on my shoe
And I got to

all bad, motherfucker used to be comrade
Used to the same hoes, wear Jeff clothes
Closer a bugger to a nose, choosin' vogues
Cadillac 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 deal flippin' at the mouth
Voluntarily raps motherfuckin' folkers out
Tight about since Little League, Boy
Paper route dropped a diamond get some day

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

A record a full of dirty deeds
Givin' niggaz black eyes and lips
ears and extra clips
Gun clappin' music slappin' party
and motherfucker flashin'

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

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

Bad word get to me and I'm flashin'
Lost all my money up in the dice game and I
Didn't let me up in the Cafe Echelon and go to flashin'
Dope fiend ran off with a hundred of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big Willie cashed my 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 some ice and I
Got outside a house party fools left me for dead
I got home I seen them 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 shit bitch,