Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yes

Thousand bags of that mid (hell yea)
This shit that get yo kidz rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that shit (hell yea)
that president bush shit (hell yea)

This arm on my kush shit
My girlfriend think she president bitch
Hell yea, and I'm gon off that lean
My brotha duke keep on sendin me that shit
Fuck jail gucci time, and I'm
I'm in that 6, and I throw it like the first pitch
My rari, in the front and I parked it
A black in some heels match the carpet
I'm up to the club like I own it
Ain't with bullshit, gucci don't condone it
My tolerance get low the flexxin
I woke up bought my main chick a
Thousand of that mid shit (hell yea)
This that shit get yo kidz rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that kush (hell yea)
This that president shit (hell yea)

I be the bricksquad
Stankin a funyan
All these otha rap niggas, toed a bunyan
I'm BS and you BS
But I'm and you BULLSHIT
like a chapporone
We goin on a school
Places that you neva
Blowin on stoopid green
Rollin on a beam
Hit the in limozine
and promthzine
Diamonds I'm my ring
Nigga wat the fuck u
Bricksquad team
I got to blow, naw I ain't drizzy
Money make the go round, that's why I'm dizzy
Standin gucc, flock, the like who is it
Slim dunkin in mothafuck
Cut the
Thousand of that mid shit (hell yea)
that shit that get yo kidz rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that kush (hell yea)
This that president bush (hell yea)

It's big gucci, excuse me I ball
Until my release, my nigga, no out
Lights out, on in silence
Why do I pull violence
Wen
While my smilin
To remind me of the time they robbed me, no problem
Now my problems solved, and rovolvin around all these countries
And I'm country, stretch from to compton, to boldacrest...
something to those who have nothin
No bluffin bricksqaud no
Thousand bags of mid shit (hell yea)
This that shit that get yo rich (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that shit (hell yea)
This that bush shit (hell yea)