Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

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

First

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

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

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

Third
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Here come's an hard head rapper bout to yo phone
My name is yella boy no not sylvester
Born and raised in third that's my home
There's not another 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 creepin' up but I just don't care
This is live or die sucker no not you thug
I ride on other turf and need a gangsta's fit
money means ya got to stay legit
Throwin' paper in the air a now an ounce
Then I call my dog bitch take her to street and make her bow
All the gangsters in the be up to no good
Pack the mutherfuckin' smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm down for a 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 yella boy we all ward soldiers
Not no child or little I'm makin' big bank and packin' the chrome
(why) because I'm a gangster 6th and baronne

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

verse

Growin' up was hard but it all off well
I was only eleven I started 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
They say they got a reward if ya know I'm at
But I'm gonna it hard for 'em because I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the to run away from my home (why)
Because I'm a from 6th and baronne

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

verse
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I was chillin' on the corner strapped the fuckin' chrome
boo-koo money on 6th and baronne
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 lincoln
Yes he with a twenty two
Tec is in the house with moe
While kerri on the doggin' doggin'
a ho chella's in the house chillin'
With lamb while with keisha
With them 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 boot up or up
Nigga get yo lit up
yeah yeah wootay
I say boot up or up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Sixth
{yella

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

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