Luyện nghe bài hát All Cot Up

(SPM)
I might not what to say, rollin up in my mercury
I'm on the sea and private toys, momma taught me how to kill boys
My homeboys name is lil troy, me my is Carlos Coy
Roll on two inch alloys, but that'll neva be my pride and joy
My lil girl she off the hook, make my ass stop and read a
On her stove know'n how to cook, now i know how an angel
My beauty queen, My billy jean, some they come right in
I dont let nobody fuck up my dreams, so i pack gum machines
Everybody wanna wanna wanna be da king, get off my dingaling
I'll soke yo ass in gaseline now listen to my fat sing

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all cot up
(SPM)
Snatch yo bitch and a G, now bitch get yo ass of a me
Kick her out my fucken room, now waken me up at noon
Me an my we sellin weed, still i gotta slang that pappy seed
Fuck that shit i'll take my time, I aint till three o nine
With my lonny mack, i'ma smoke till i have a uhh cardiac
Hold up maan now stop the lac, i think i my bom bom sack
Where my army at, stay on attack, one good and we all react
I smell a rat, so i the cat, me be cool oh neva that

My chedda's fat, get the gat, botha my pockets hella fat
I'ma democrat, the hell is that, take my shit betta mail it back
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all cot up
He's all cot
does the fucken first come in
all cot up
He's all cot
texas were i'm from, bought me home off a telephone
(SPM)

Took my wife on a trip to rome, bought girlfriend
That vanilla bone, in the killa zone, 5 nine with high heellas on
I sipp batron, flip my phone, left that white bitch alone
Most my friends aint around, dead, locked up, or cant be found
I keep my lil girl safe and sound, daddy gonna buy a gown
And if that gown disappear, heaven is real but it isnt here
You cant take no souviners, like those in your ears
Write my list of enemies, and kill hoes alphabetically

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