Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse

Chillin' on the set with the fully tec
Never was slippin' that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up bleed to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
But I'm a you who the real fuckin' killer is
an third ward nigga it's an third ward nigga
Yes it's an third nigga got the bitches and money
I'm chillin' on the corner I'm a get fucked up
My nigga t got a and brought two cups
Lil' ya is yella is thuggin' and talkin' on the phone
And I'm on 6th and baronne they call us
U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we straight out the
Fuckin' one two three let a rub up on us
I'm a my chrome fat gangster lil' somethin'
Bout 6th and

Second
ya}

I was chillin' on the corner of 6th and
With a forty in my hand and about to get
I got my dope stash and a tec on my
For them mutherfuckers who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas I've try'na kill
I got a bullet proof and it's made of steel
For you ass niggas thinkin' they hard
I get my tec and my and bout to pull yo car
When a on the set we makin' money again
Drinkin' red bullets smokin' boo-koo weed
It's fucked up gettin' drunk makin' havin' fun
Five-0 come but our dirt is all ready
This is the place I call my mutherfuckin'
I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse
{yella

Here come's an hard rapper bout to crush yo phone
My is yella boy no not sylvester stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
not another gangster set like 6th and baronne
Because the bitches peepin' out seven a week
I for the first and third to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors creepin' up but I don't care
This is live or die sucker no not you thug
I on other gangsters turf and need a gangsta's fit
Cash money means ya got to stay
Throwin' paper in the air a quarter now an
Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall and make her bow
All the gangsters in the be up to no good
the mutherfuckin' chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm for a gangster strap can't you tell
I know a buildin' down with me of the melph a mene and del a
Tec-9, lil' ya me myself boy we all third ward soldiers
Not no child or little boys I'm makin' big bank and the chrome
(why) because I'm a gangster 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

verse

Growin' up was hard but it all paid off
I was only eleven when I to sell
6th and was the set that I sold rocks
Drinks done went because I'm servin' the block
Now I'm on the run I I got to go
I slipped and sold to an five-o
say they got a reward if ya know where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it hard for 'em because I'm a gat
Now I never was the type to run away my home (why)
Because I'm a nigga 6th and baronne

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

Fifth
ya}

I was chillin' on the corner strapped with the chrome
Makin' boo-koo money on 6th and
All the junkies gather and come see the man
I got big twenty flippers and za peter in my other
B 3 by my side he got dope to in a long fuckin'
Yes he strapped with a two
Tec is in the house chillin' moe
While kerri on the floor doggin'
Doggin' a ho chella's in the chillin'
With lamb while with keisha
them bitches they don't give a damn
Gettin' her haircut from sue tyra got a
You know what to do baby is on other end
Stun'n on the pay phone and I'm on
6th and

I say up or shut up
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah yeah

Sixth
boy}

I got to watch my damn
For the and the gangsters
Like in the fuckin' pin I draw my
Then I shank ya because I know I got to handle
Because niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will never catch me slippin' 'cause the keep flippin'
Try to play and my product man ya be trippin'
'cause a gangster out that third to much pain
Comin' weak that ho bitch you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to made so believe a playa call it
Disrespect my damn set watch yo back the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of dope ya come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit ain't no joke that money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a hundred
to be then nigga again because I'm makin' big bank
And packin' the chrome (why yella) I'm a gangster
From 6th and

I say boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
yeah yeah wootay