Luyện nghe bài hát Annie Maes

[mr.
Follow my wickedness, now can you this?
2 deadly crooks, off tha hook,
Don smoked a blunt, I tha dizzyness
Twist yo ass up, tight wrapped up like twizzler
My nigga jus wont cha to a, crooked nigga off audelia
texas, we quickly risin up and surprisin
So light up splif, get ready to dip, off in that highland
Sky friend, down wit me we smokin that mae
Catch a nigga talkin shit, he my
Like kennedy, he sprayed
So I my gauge loaded, pop, pop
Uh oh, there they go, let flee
4 real runnin tight wit me
Jus a crooked ass nigga finna these streets
I rip em, oh yes indeed ain't nuthin simpler
Gotta 0 for them foes, that untold
Yes I'm tha rippla, watch out I hit cha
And on comin when thea's trouble
I'm gon pop tha trunk, down to pump, and make these niggaz
Bust yo bubble, if tha start
up on his heart
That's to set this apart
Nigga, that's b4 it

Chorus: (repeat 2x)

Take out fucked up from tha blunt smoke
4 deep, closed, gon on that door to door
Smokin on annie maes, swervin up in burbon
on that syrup and y'all ain't heard me, nigga

I bring mo grim than mr. reeper, keep watchin me cause creeper
Pull out my pistol faster than you and check yo beeper
See we teachers, and soon as you fast, class had started
of you will fall short in yo mission to be tha hardest
Now retarted mean slow, so I was to ride tha big bus
niggaz wit false nuts, fuck em and feed em saltdust
Cause all us, we killaz, enemies no kin to me
Drop em off in tha trinity, tha endin of a killin
Outsmoke a chimney, that's me, carousin figure
Nigga, go yo swisha, watch me blow a swisha bigger
Then send you to a place, you taste nuthin but cake
All tha beats made by kevin a., you face
Slow it down k, I'm to let em know that they cant touch us
We on our way to annie maes, smoked out up in cutlass
Hataz want ruckus, but all my like fuck em
Let's go back to and go try to fuck us sumthin

[x2]

[mr.
Time to hit tha dance flo', at her, goddamn hoe
Bring a couple of yo friends so my niggaz can em like banjos
But I'm jus sayin though, get yo team and I'll get
We can sip up on this wine, smoke weed and get so high
I'd be lyin, if I I wasnt attracted by yo biddies
Lustin for titties, make yo booty jump like switches
But tension up, some ol busta and his freak
Tryin to up in tha club cause he fucked her friend last week
I'm gon keep, my composure, swiftly for tha exit
Already 2:55 and niggaz out hea wreckin
I'm it's gon be, mo drama in a minute
Baby momma be in it, swearin to God that she gon kill him
Man I him, I hit tha block a couple of times and go
Roll it up fast, smash on tha gas, it's to hit tha way to go
Time to choke and not a lil bit, up a swisha shit
I'm be smokin til my lungs get big,(til ) my lungs get big, nigga

Chorus

Who is that? tha rockla nigga, comin up tha block
Lettin my dawgs in my black ashton martin's
What you got nigga? we soljaz, we marchin
my nigga, p, tha industry is a toy
We bangin wit tha east flow and tha hub coast twang
But a 4 life nigga, that's tha game, got claim?
I gotta ak 47 and I it kc
Cause he sound so sweet, when I let him go and heat
Cant forget his jojo, tha 44 on my hip
When I run his brotha, best believe he a trip
Nigga sippin sumthin, comin down clean and I'm sumthin
Fast nigga, blow past niggaz like eric
I ain't sportin gators but you niggaz betta watch me
out tha game, crooked chain, wit a foxy hoe
Feelin like a sippin hennessey
Full of green trees, you niggaz picture me