Luyện nghe bài hát Hell Yes

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

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

I be the youngin
Stankin like a
All these otha rap niggas, toed like a
I'm BS and you BS
But I'm BRICKSQUAD and you
Pistol a chapporone
We on a school trip
Places that you seen
on that stoopid green
Rollin on a beam
Hit the scene in
and promthzine
Diamonds I'm my pinky
Nigga wat the fuck u
dream team
I got money to blow, naw I drizzy
Money make the go round, that's why I'm dizzy
Standin gucc, flock, the like who is it
Slim in this mothafuck
Cut the
bags of that mid shit (hell yea)
This that shit that get yo kidz (hell yea)
Hundred bags of that shit (hell yea)
This that president bush (hell yea)

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