Luyện nghe bài hát Yay Deep

Ha, ha,
south,
west,
riders,
south,
west,
riders.

(*E-40*)

Huh! Rockin an rollin, the car was stolen,
on my way to see my weebles up in east Oakland,
on some premo, in a clean ass, coke white El Camino,
dual sparkin,
park it like Reno, I ain't soft I see hoes in miskina,
lookin like wanna get tossed,
E-40 you be 'fo I tell one of yo biggest fans,
do what you do all I listen to is you Maxwell, and Badu.

(*Richie Rich*)

When I was off on caviars, spotted,
niggaz spoke on me I wasn't nobody,
foolish as a youngsta I eightballs,
the ice, an often sold weed to stars,
but hey now an how I run my sweet,
Yay from the lungs to expose my heat,
my nigga 40 waters an Legit wit the B,
niggaz know fuck tha cuttie wit the gold beam.

(*B-Leigt*)

Niggaz from the Bay be so vicious,
fly to Atlanta Morehouse buisness,
it no swishers, juss zigs, an zags hoe,
super bad bitches turn regular hoes,
we mack hoes, sell 'em a dream,
from here to California have 'em my cream,
I'm on a team, off heen an begals
'em drink 'fo a bitch nigga pay me.

(Chorus)

We slide, we slide, from to west we ride. (x4)

(*Richie Rich*)

Now slip, slidin, rip, rip ridin,
I hurt a fucka when I bang westside,
see this be the smokes bliss side,
not the if, if was a side.

(*B-Legit*)

Well pass it to me, back to you,
hit the light green til I dark blue, I'm through,
not to do what I do,
Yay Deep fuck wit a few.

(*E-40*)

But if I hit rock an lose everythang,
I back up, pimp, pawn my weddin ring,
re-up, buy some yeyo,
auction my shit off give 'em rum an zale.
BEEATCH!!!

(chorus x4)

(*B-Legit*)

I'm Yay Deep, come an sleep, el g, in this old jeep,
out by the oak tree,
you know me the wit the big O dub's,
an everytime you see me I be it up,
I'm from the of the weed dealaz,
killaz,
heat feel the half fo the scratch fuck that,
bounce an make you bubble,
as you don't double yo dribble,
campaign wit the hoes.

(*E-40*)

I went a, ten speed wit a backpack,
to a, coupe left wit a luggage rack,
to a 400 SEL,
to a fresh off the show floor V-12,
I'm a timin ass tycoon magazines,
I remember when my wasn't always clean
rappin niggaz, an hustlin my bread an butta,
you niggaz betta hurry up 'cause there's money in mutha fucka!!!

(*Richie Rich*)

'cause I take morphine fate, 'cause I mo fiends,
fuck wit duct-tapes to crates,
Richie be the ballin bitch if ya ya lose,
ride like vogues, switch up like tennis shoes,
bitches gettin one mo to suck dick,
hataz who be waivin hands, duck quick,
we shit,
yo be the four-fifth,
tough play sweet, park we Yay Deep.

(chorus x4)

BIAAAATCH!! Fo sho! 40 waters, an Double R, we ride.
Southwest, riders, southwest riders man, you know we do,
E-feeze-fozereeze, wit Z-Savage, nigga, Double R, Double R in the
house we ride, Rich, we ride, seven-o-seven, seven-o-shnebin,
enough.

(chorus x4) Sik Wit It.