Luyện nghe bài hát Hey Y'all

Yeah, yeah, Eve
And you know, you know

I keep some chuck's on my khakis on my legs
Trunk full of funk, nigga, while I'm bread
through your system, banging, bobbing heads
Doing and I don't care what other niggaz saying

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

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

D O double, you don't wanna rumble, why you me?
Oh, I know, you must be off them ecstasy
Bad habits, you kick it before it get you loc
And try to get hooked on this chronic smoke
Fo'

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

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

Uh, huh, these niggas got you nodding
And this chick got the drums your ears throbbing
Known to do it, baby bubblin', do dare stop it
Love when 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 bang it, crank it nice and
Can't block me out, I'm up Evie Eve, I'm upon your TV

Ain't never up off the freezyness
Same bitch, same pitch, nothing
Want this brown girl, I see you thug lick lips
have that bombshell, damn girl, I need you for me

Keep on the both sides, we in the church
On these niggas getting ties, domino playing up here
Praying that they legalize but fuck it 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 take bank roll
that I go

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

Now, when you see me acting up in the
(It nothin')
Uh, six fall up on
(It nothin')

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

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

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

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

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

Hey y'all, from 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 they know
Yeah, we it real raw
Snoop, Eve and Nate Dogg

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