Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Y'all

Yeah, yeah, Eve
And you know, you know

I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my
full of funk, nigga, while I'm breaking bread
Sliding through your system, banging, bobbing
Doing mines and I don't care what other saying

They can pop it but can't stop it, boy, I'm getting mine
Selling clothes up in this bitch Calvin Klein
Getting cuties to shake they booty at the time
I'd be damned if I go back to jail for the crime

I'm too slick to get caught up in this game
I'm a scholar make dollaz off the birdy game
Crip hoping I got it popping on the
Man, I ain't fucking Chevy's, I got my own car

D O double, you wanna rumble, why you testing me?
Oh, I know, you must be off them ecstasy
Bad habits, you better it before it get you loc
And try to get yourself hooked on chronic smoke
Fo'

Hey y'all, doggs from East to West
All my doggs, we smoke
We to take some bank roll
Everywhere I go

Man, I see the hoes
I know they already
Yeah, we like it raw
Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg

Uh, huh, niggas got you head nodding
And this chick got the drums from your ears
Known to do it, baby bubblin', do 'chu dare it
Love bitches hate you, hear the song pimps, ain't nothing to me

Got my nigga, Snoop, he down
As for my nigga, Nate, shit, he was in
Created heat so you can it, crank it nice and loud
block me out, I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV

Ain't stuck up off the freezyness
bitch, same pitch, nothing ridiculous
Want this girl, I see you thug lick your lips
Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl, I you for me

love on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas smoke ties, domino playing up here
Praying that they but fuck it still choke top down
blowing smoke in the sky, come on

Hey y'all, doggs East to West Coast
All my doggs, we could
We 'bout to some bank roll
that I go

Man, I see the hoes
I know already know
Yeah, we it real raw
Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg

Now, you see me acting up in the club
(It nothin')
Uh, six up on dub's
(It nothin')

Huh, breaking up blueberry
(It nothing)
And every hood showing nothing but
(It nothing)

Taste buds the same, for the simple brain
never let me learn what millions really mean
Yeah, I'm a simple girl but don't want simple things
Keep real doggs close, hate with simple brains

Not ready for the collision, stay up in your
East Coast, West Coast, you still don't think
Dedicated to you, baby, keep gangsta lean
You gots to be my queen 'cause I'm the King

The one with the Bigg house the Bigg things
Sista Eve, you blessed the whole
You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so
A blessin' in the skies, open up eyes

Me and you together, shit, we gon' collect the
Exercise and go we wanna go, stay fly
and original, turn up your stereo
'Cause we go, here we go

Hey y'all, doggs from East to West
All my doggs, we could
We 'bout to take some bank
Everywhere I go

Man, I see the same
I they already know
Yeah, we it real raw
Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate

It ain't
It nothing
It ain't
It nothing