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
Chest out never understood grew up in the
Never knew right from
Get to on a nigga for nothin' for no reason
little knucklehead hard head heathen
Meanin' give a fuck about life I my momma
Stab my daddy in the with a knife

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

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

Damn flashin', that's what the fuck I'm doin'
And I'm blastin' up in motherfucker
I got my motherfuckin' heater out and I'm fuck the world
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 touch my and I'm flashin'

Understand my shit, the situation is way real
Motherfucker I'm drunk off the
And I'm breakin' 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 fired up, choppers in the of the truck

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

Pullin' all kind of heavy straps
Beatin' nijjas down with jacks
Lip's overseas shoot crap
Try to have more paper a factory
gettin' to showin' out when the yard flexes
Liable, blow a whole on a
Vital, lookin' out for the rival tribal on arrival

Psycho, all about survival
ounce zippers is on
Run up in his home sock or bone
With the chrome pistal, pistol a nigga
a zap force, seen 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 me over
And put the flashlight to my window and me I was speedin'
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' crazy to me at me crazy up in the motherfuckin' sto'
And I said, "Bitch I'm flashin'"
let me get to flashin' on yo' ass nigga
Motherfucker up in the club, and a motherfucker on my shoe
And I got to

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

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

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

A criminal record a of dirty deeds
niggaz black eyes and bloody lips
Cauliflower and extra clips
Gun music slappin' party crashin'
Brash and motherfucker

The holiday just on the first second and third of the month
Made my check late and I got to, flashin' on
Next door neighbor hollerin' 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 me back some Rossi Ron

He brought me Chablis, and I get to flashin'
On bitch 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 Club Cafe Echelon and go to
Dope fiend ran off with a count of my teeth and I'm flashed
Big Willie cashed my hawkin' money water so I took it to
To keep myself from

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