Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Baronne Awk Awk

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

verse

Chillin' on the set with the fully tec
was caught slippin' that's how I got my respect
I pop 'em up pop 'em up watchin' to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya yo last breath
Now everybody comin' up to be the and gangsters
Now comin' up to be the rulers and gangsters
Now everybody up to be the rulers and gangsters
But I'm a tell you who the fuckin' killer is
It's an third ward nigga it's an third ward
Yes it's an third ward nigga got the and money
While I'm chillin' on the corner I'm a get 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 comin out the
Fuckin' one two let a bitch rub up on us
I'm a load my chrome fat gangster lil'
Bout 6th and

Second
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I was chillin' on the corner of 6th and
With a in my hand and about to get tore
I got my dope and a tec on my side
For jokin' mutherfuckers who be doin' drivebys
For them pussy ass niggas been try'na kill
I got a bullet proof vest and it's of steel
For you sissy ass niggas they hard
I get my tec and my nine and to pull yo car
a nigga's on the set we makin' money again
Drinkin' forty red bullets boo-koo weed
It's fucked up gettin' drunk makin' havin' fun
Five-0 come but our is all ready done
This is the place I call my mutherfuckin'
'cause I'm chillin' on 6th and

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

Third
boy}

Here come's an hard head rapper bout to crush yo
My name is yella boy no not stallion
Born and raised in third that's my home
There's not another set like 6th and baronne
the bitches peepin' out seven days a week
I wait for the first and to get paid ya see
My boys in rumors up but I just don't care
is live or die sucker no not you thug there
I ride on other gangsters turf and a gangsta's fit
Cash means ya got to stay legit
paper in the air a quarter now an ounce
Then I call my dog bitch take her to wall street and her bow
All the in the hood be up to no good
the mutherfuckin' chrome smoke boo-koo weed now ya feel good
I'm down for a gangster strap you tell
I know a buildin' down me of the melph a mene and del a rell
Tec-9, lil' ya me yella 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 up or shut up
Nigga get yo lit up
Yeah yeah yeah
I say up or shut up or
Get yo fuckin' lit up
Yeah yeah wootay

verse

Growin' up was but it all paid off well
I was only when I started to sell
6th and baronne was the set I sold rocks
Drinks went crazy 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 got a reward if ya know where I'm at
But I'm gonna make it hard for 'em I'm packin' a gat
Now I never was the type to run away from my (why)
Because I'm a nigga 6th and baronne

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

Fifth
ya}

I was on the corner strapped with the fuckin' chrome
Makin' boo-koo money on 6th and
All the junkies around and come see the man
I got big twenty and za peter in my other hand
B 3 by my side he got to in a long fuckin' lincoln
Yes he with a twenty two
Tec is in the house chillin' moe
kerri on the floor doggin' doggin'
Doggin' a ho in the house chillin'
lamb while ronda with keisha
With them bitches they 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
get yo life lit up
Yeah yeah wootay
I say up or shut up or
Get yo life lit up
yeah yeah wootay

Sixth
boy}

I got to watch my damn
For the robbers and the
Like in the fuckin' pin I my knife
Then I ya because I know I got to handle that
Because niggas try'na creep up bests believe I got my gat
You will catch me slippin' 'cause the leather keep flippin'
Try to play and my product man ya be trippin'
a gangster out that third pushin' to much pain
Comin' weak that ho bitch you a rookie at the game
There's a dollar to made so best believe a playa it
my damn set watch yo back against the puppet
I'm takin' no shorts in the game of ya better come correct
Sucker 'cause this shit no joke that boo-koo money in land
I got to have it in my hand got to make a gee's
Just to be then nigga again I'm makin' big bank
And packin' the chrome (why yella) because I'm a
6th and baronne

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