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
yo ass up, real tight wrapped up like twizzler
My nigga jus wont cha to a, crooked nigga off audelia
Dallas texas, we quickly up and surprisin
So light up anotha splif, get ready to dip, off in that
Sky friend, down wit me we smokin that mae
Catch a nigga talkin shit, he my
Like kennedy, he sprayed
So I keep my loaded, pop, pop
Uh oh, there they go, let flee
4 real runnin tight wit me
Jus a crooked ass nigga finna these streets
Beats I rip em, oh yes indeed ain't nuthin
Gotta 0 for them foes, that untold
Yes I'm tha rippla, watch out I hit cha
And keep on comin when trouble
I'm gon pop tha trunk, down to pump, and make niggaz scuffle
Bust yo bubble, if tha start
up on his heart
That's to set this apart
Nigga, b4 it starts

juiell (repeat 2x)

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

I bring mo grim than mr. reeper, keep watchin me cause i'ma
Pull out my pistol faster you reach and check yo beeper
See we teachers, and as you break fast, class had started
Some of you fall short in yo mission to be tha hardest
Now retarted mean slow, so I was to ride tha big bus
Whoopin wit false nuts, fuck em and feed em saltdust
all us, we killaz, enemies ain't no kin to me
Drop em off in tha trinity, tha of a killin spree
Outsmoke a chimney, me, carousin that figure
Nigga, go yo swisha, watch me blow a swisha bigger
Then send you to a place, where you nuthin but cake
All tha beats made by kevin a., k-roc you
Slow it down k, I'm tryin to let em know that they touch us
We on our way to maes, smoked out up in this cutlass
Hataz want ruckus, but all my niggaz like em
Let's go to puffin and go try to fuck us sumthin

[x2]

[mr.
Time to hit tha dance flo', look at her, hoe
Bring a couple of yo friends so my niggaz can em like banjos
But I'm jus sayin though, get yo and I'll get mine
We can sip up on wine, smoke some weed and get so high
I'd be lyin, if I said I wasnt attracted by yo
Lustin for them titties, make yo booty jump switches
But buildin up, some ol busta and his freak
Tryin to battle up in tha club cause he fucked her friend last
I'm gon keep, my composure, head swiftly for tha
Already 2:55 and these out hea wreckin
I'm bettin it's gon be, mo drama in a
Baby might 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, 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

Chorus

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