Luyện nghe bài hát Yankin

[Verse 1:
Uh!
Let me go and knock my down and beat this track back
one of em party starters mane make the party crack
I'm in the vocal vuze right now with my plastic cup to the rim
Bout to head out to the and try to knock some new tramp
What'chu mean new tramp? Some twenty-one of that see
I don't what they be puttin' in the water nowadays but white girls got big booties
Ain't no color line I'm color blind let me stop lying
We all equal but I prefer a sister
Like baby girl right there she big ole cha-donka-donk
She probably workout three times a week and eat what the fuck she
You got your thumper on you my nig in case we get into some funk?
Naw they tided me down I put it back in the trunk
I got mine on me homie, and if I have to I'll shoot
Well I don't think I'm a they better not hip, bip or boot
all of the VIP let's order some drinks and sit at the bar
I'm a reckless street nigga everybody be a superstar
E-40]
Pushin' up, it down
Side to side, and round
I'm off the ground
I'm try'na take her to the telly and
This yankin'
Yankin' yankin' yankin'

Yankin' yankin' yankin'
This yankin'
[Verse 2:
Neck full of jewelry tell a haters hello
Pull up in that Porsche Japanese yellow
(Yellow?) Yeah yellow
Fuck what the kids she can lose other fellow
Pocket full of and I'm a keep it all
I ain't make ya rain tell ya bitch to get a job
The boy with the X is not goin have it the crew
I'm fly everyday I run for Jet Blue
Yeah I step in the with the pumper on my waist
The jack boys coming but my goons on the
Let the V.I.P. in the middle of the y'all
Neck full of chains got me looking the Marty Grove
I'm in it with the street niggas chill the hustlers
Got love the hood so you bet not touch us
The dudes that I'm witting, they the truce
They don't raps they troops I just em out to shoot
E-40]
[Verse 3: T.H.H.]
This yankin'
First, hard-headed gas through a HD
Instantly the bitches so therefores
I doin a fif fast to show up in hair
Outta cable that in the groupie here
Got yank, the party notice splice
Married to the nigga you should throw a rice
and thin, thin and thick
The should pick the torment how life detorse (it's fully yours)
T H...
She releventing real I'm the one that'cha see
Got us lick, Monty too exotic
They know my game (what'chu do) in bomb it
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