Luyện nghe bài hát Oh No

Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no
Cut the up, please!
Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no

Cheer, I play the bullshit the backseat champ
Yea I'm in the still got the seat back
back stay from where the fake be at
Niggaz for the shine where the patience at

Nigga his own brother face his back
Give love and take it
Good grief, man, this world is heavy on my aching back
Cops killing for crack you the story snakes eat rats

Face the facts, you can't him
Can't it if you can't aim it
Can't him if he kill you
Then you blame him

That's just how the roll
When you can't him
Get too deep up in water
And can't save ya

Me I come out of that
I was just bathing
And watch my on a wet pavement

Yea, I'm the hood
So I rep 'em I can't take 'em
Holly grove, holly grove was his last
So nigga get look off your face
And recognize you got a in the place

They call me W E E crooked Y, I'm so high
I skeet in any nigga dime like she's mine
Street sweeper in the of the hatch make me pop the latch
Leave you with the cops to match
Bullet in ya from the chopper blast
Like, ha ha

That's bullet holes in sneakers got you hoppin' back
It all stop when they hit you in ya top and
No cocking
Silly you ain't heard bout this
The clip sink to the dick
That's a automatic shotty from a they call Tommy
Guaranteed to get you bitches by me

When I hit every piece of ya physical body he
Mortimer is no longer leapin', he
While you pussy niggaz is sleepin' he
Deep in thought the boy even linkin'

Bob Marley got me
figures I'm standin' firm life's a slinky
Pipes is filled with crack
And the dope go of the veins
From where I

Though I bear a name only one call live
Coach won't knock me off my pivot forget it
I'm with it
a city buy a condo find a fine hoe
Let some go chill
What you about a bongo
Having her mind a convo about dough, nothing!

Man, the four look so good on the sand
Tee or pocket fan
Pocket knife, no in sight
Just that rat tat tat tat tat tat tat tat

Ha ha tonight I might boost my feature price
'Cuz to its own and the lights is bright
And I'm feelin' mike at a Tyson fight
I'm Cita house, big momma's house
She told me to shoot ya after I knock ya out
And he ain't gettin' up them shots
If you hit him in the spot
Hold up the beat might

Oh no, no, oh no, no, oh no, no