Luyện nghe bài hát Annie Maes

[mr.
my wickedness, now can you picture this?
2 deadly crooks, off tha hook,
Don smoked a blunt, I feel tha
Twist yo ass up, real tight wrapped up like
My nigga jus wont cha to feel a, crooked nigga off
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
a nigga talkin shit, he my enemy
Like kennedy, he sprayed
So I keep my loaded, pop, pop
Uh oh, they go, let anotha flee
4 crooks runnin tight wit me
Jus a crooked ass finna claim these streets
I rip em, oh yes indeed ain't nuthin simpler
Gotta 0 for them foes, stories untold
Yes I'm tha rippla, watch out 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 shit
Nigga, b4 it starts

Chorus: (repeat 2x)

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

I bring mo grim than mr. reeper, keep watchin me cause creeper
Pull out my pistol than you reach and check yo beeper
See we teachers, and as you break fast, class had started
Some of you will fall in yo mission to be tha hardest
Now retarted mean slow, so I was to ride tha big bus
Whoopin niggaz wit false nuts, 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 spree
Outsmoke a chimney, that's me, carousin that
Nigga, go blow yo swisha, me blow a swisha bigger
Then send you to a place, where you taste nuthin but
All tha beats made by kevin a., k-roc you
Slow it down k, I'm tryin to let em know they cant touch us
We on our way to annie maes, smoked out up in cutlass
Hataz want ruckus, but all my niggaz like em
Let's go back to puffin and go try to us sumthin

[x2]

[mr.
Time to hit tha dance flo', look at her, hoe
a couple of yo friends so my niggaz can play em like banjos
But I'm jus sayin though, get yo team and get mine
We can sip up on this wine, smoke weed and get so high
I'd be lyin, if I said I wasnt attracted by yo
Lustin for titties, make yo booty jump like switches
But tension up, some ol busta and his freak
Tryin to battle up in tha club cause he fucked her friend week
I'm gon keep, my composure, head for tha exit
Already 2:55 and niggaz out hea wreckin
I'm bettin gon be, mo drama in a minute
Baby momma be in it, swearin to God that she gon kill him
Man I feel him, I hit tha block a couple of and go
Roll it up fast, smash on tha gas, it's to hit tha way to go
Time to and not a lil bit, roll up a swisha shit
I'm be smokin til my 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 martin's
What you got nigga? we some soljaz, we
Like my nigga, p, tha 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
forget his brotha jojo, tha 44 on my hip
When I run his brotha, best believe he a trip
Nigga sippin sumthin, down clean and I'm dippin sumthin
Fast nigga, blow past like eric dickerson
I ain't gators but you niggaz betta watch me though
out tha game, crooked chain, wit a foxy hoe
Feelin like a millionaire sippin
Full of green trees, you niggaz betta me