Luyện nghe bài hát Annie Maes

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

juiell (repeat 2x)

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

I bring mo grim mr. reeper, keep watchin me cause i'ma creeper
Pull out my pistol than you reach and check yo beeper
See we teachers, and soon as you fast, class had started
Some of you will short in yo mission to be tha hardest
Now mean slow, so I was blessed 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 of a killin spree
Outsmoke a chimney, me, carousin that figure
Nigga, go blow yo swisha, watch me blow a swisha
Then send you to a place, where you nuthin but cake
All tha beats made by kevin a., you face
Slow it down k, I'm tryin to let em know that they cant us
We on our way to maes, smoked out up in this cutlass
Hataz ruckus, but all my niggaz like fuck em
Let's go back to puffin and go try to us sumthin

[x2]

[mr.
Time to hit tha dance flo', at her, goddamn hoe
Bring a of yo friends so my niggaz can play em like banjos
But I'm jus sayin though, get yo and I'll get mine
We can sip up on this wine, some weed and get so high
I'd be lyin, if I said I wasnt by yo biddies
Lustin for them titties, make yo booty jump switches
But tension up, some ol busta and his freak
Tryin to battle up in tha club cause he her friend last week
I'm gon keep, my composure, swiftly for tha exit
Already 2:55 and these out hea wreckin
I'm bettin it's gon be, mo drama in a
momma might be in it, swearin to God that she gon kill him
Man I feel him, I hit tha block a couple of and go
it up fast, smash on tha gas, it's time 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 wha? ) my lungs get big,

[x2]

Who is that? tha rockla nigga, comin up tha block
my dawgs holla 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 coast and tha hub coast twang
But a crook 4 life nigga, that's tha game, got
I ak 47 and I call it kc
Cause he sound so sweet, when I let him go and heat
Cant his brotha jojo, tha 44 on my hip
When I run outta his brotha, best he a trip
Nigga sippin sumthin, down clean and I'm dippin sumthin
Fast nigga, blow past like eric dickerson
I ain't sportin gators but you niggaz betta me though
Fubued out tha game, chain, wit a foxy hoe
Feelin like a millionaire sippin
Full of green trees, you betta picture me