Luyện nghe bài hát Annie Maes

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

juiell (repeat 2x)

Take out fucked up lungs from tha smoke
4 deep, closed, gon on that door to door
Smokin on annie maes, up in that burbon
Sippin on that syrup and y'all heard me, nigga

I bring mo grim than mr. reeper, keep watchin me cause i'ma
Pull out my pistol than you reach and check yo beeper
See we teachers, and soon as you break fast, class had
Some of you will fall short in yo mission to be tha
Now retarted mean slow, so I was to ride tha big bus
Whoopin niggaz wit false nuts, fuck em and feed em
all us, we killaz, enemies ain't no kin to me
Drop em off in tha trinity, tha endin of a spree
a chimney, that's me, carousin that figure
Nigga, go blow yo swisha, me blow a swisha bigger
Then send you to a place, where you taste but cake
All tha beats made by kevin a., k-roc you
Slow it k, I'm tryin to let em know that they cant touch us
We on our way to annie maes, smoked out up in this
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 flo', look at her, goddamn hoe
Bring a couple of yo friends so my niggaz can play em like
But I'm jus sayin though, get yo team and I'll get
We can sip up on this wine, smoke some weed and get so
I'd be lyin, if I said I wasnt attracted by yo
Lustin for them titties, make yo booty like switches
But tension buildin up, some ol busta and his
Tryin to battle up in tha club cause he her friend last week
I'm gon keep, my composure, swiftly for tha exit
Already and these niggaz out hea wreckin
I'm bettin it's gon be, mo in a minute
Baby momma might be in it, swearin to God that she gon him
Man I feel him, I hit tha block a of times and go
it up fast, smash on tha gas, it's time to hit tha way to go
Time to and not a lil bit, roll up a swisha shit
I'm be til my lungs get big,(til wha? ) my lungs get big, nigga

[x2]

Who is that? tha rockla nigga, up tha block sparklin
Lettin my dawgs holla in my black ashton
What you got nigga? we some soljaz, we
Like my nigga, p, tha is a toy
We bangin wit tha east coast flow and tha hub coast
But a crook 4 nigga, that's tha game, got claim?
I gotta ak 47 and I it kc
Cause he sound so sweet, I let him go and release heat
Cant forget his jojo, tha 44 on my hip
When I run outta his brotha, best he a trip
Nigga sippin sumthin, comin down clean and I'm dippin
nigga, blow past niggaz like eric dickerson
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 trees, you niggaz betta picture me