Luyện nghe bài hát Yay Deep

Ha, ha,
south,
west,
riders,
south,
west,
riders.

(*E-40*)

Huh! Rockin an rollin, the car was stolen,
on my way to see my up in deep east Oakland,
on some premo, in a clean ass, coke white El Camino,
dual sparkin,
it like Reno, I ain't soft I see some hoes in miskina,
lookin like they get tossed,
E-40 you be careful 'fo I tell one of yo fans,
do what you do all I listen to is you Maxwell, and Badu.

(*Richie Rich*)

When I was off on caviars, spotted,
niggaz spoke on me like I nobody,
foolish as a I packed eightballs,
broke the ice, an often sold to stars,
but hey now an how I run my sweet,
Yay Deep from the lungs to my heat,
like my nigga 40 waters an wit the B,
niggaz know fuck tha cuttie wit the triple beam.

(*B-Leigt*)

Niggaz the Bay be so damn vicious,
fly to fuck Morehouse buisness,
it ain't no swishers, zigs, an zags hoe,
super bad bitches regular tracks hoes,
we mack hoes, sell 'em a dream,
from here to have 'em holdin my cream,
I'm on a team, off heen an begals
make 'em drink 'fo a nigga pay me.

(Chorus)

We slide, we slide, south to west we ride. (x4)

(*Richie Rich*)

Now slip, slidin, rip, rip ridin,
I hurt a mutha fucka when I westside,
see this side be the bliss side,
not the if, if was a side.

(*B-Legit*)

pass it to me, pass back to you,
hit the light green til I dark blue, I'm through,
not to do what I do,
Yay Deep fuck wit a few.

(*E-40*)

But if I hit rock bottom an everythang,
I back up, pimp, pawn my weddin ring,
re-up, buy some yeyo,
auction my off nigga give 'em rum an zale.
BEEATCH!!!

(chorus x4)

(*B-Legit*)

I'm Yay Deep, come an sleep, el g, in this old jeep,
out by the oak tree,
you know me the wit the big O dub's,
an everytime you see me I be it up,
I'm from the of the weed dealaz,
killaz,
heat feel the half fo the scratch fuck that,
back an make you bubble,
long as you don't yo dribble,
wit the swift hoes.

(*E-40*)

I went from a, ten wit a backpack,
to a, six-seven coupe wit a luggage rack,
to a 400 SEL,
to a fresh off the show room V-12,
I'm a ass tycoon from magazines,
I remember when my shit wasn't clean
rappin niggaz, an that's my bread an butta,
you niggaz hurry up 'cause there's money in this mutha fucka!!!

(*Richie Rich*)

'cause I take fate, 'cause I serve mo fiends,
fuck wit bitches to crates,
be the ballin bitch if ya snooze ya lose,
ride hoes like vogues, switch up like shoes,
bitches one mo chance to suck dick,
who be waivin they hands, duck quick,
we shit,
yo be the four-fifth,
tough niggaz play sweet, we Yay Deep.

(chorus x4)

BIAAAATCH!! Fo sho! 40 waters, B-Legit an R, we ride.
Southwest, riders, southwest riders man, you what we do,
E-feeze-fozereeze, wit Z-Savage, that nigga, R, Double R in the
house we ride, Rich, we ride, seven-o-seven, seven-o-shnebin,
enough.

(chorus x4) Sik Wit It.