Luyện nghe bài hát Box of Lucky Charms

(A. Nickatina)
My morning starts off with the and the waffles
Baby say she never the hand of a capo
Shoot at the in the mirror of life
If you hit your target then say you live twice
In a box of charms man keep a few Gs
And never talk about the tricks up your sleeve
you? please, I'm all about greed
Make the crowd freeze, get the cheese leave

(Queezy)
Young strike a pose like a statue
new clothes, too close as I'm at you
Bad bear, all you squares too late now
The Godfather said it pay style
Not a little bit, not even fifty
We don't trip one dime in the city,
West coast, the blade on the
And I her automatic at my next show

(A. Nickatina)
Pinky ring shinin like a baseball
I was there when that gangsta started cryin
Twisted and wired, 4 hire
The game that we it all liars
Fears and desires, no room choirs
Forget about "I quit" no more
It's who can maintain as they on the flames
gasoline, cop a new beam
Get super bad dime on the team
And don't lose of the ultimate scheme

(Queez)
We a fool, throw your main in the pool
No imma have to take her back to school
Those dirty mags imma clown like Mac
Hit his hoe cause she me rap
I got no time for little small talk
All know Quipto play hardball
On off all off, everything come in
Til then just roll up and bust my

(A. Nickatina)
Hey, hey, hey
My like clothes from Louis Vuitton
Now let the freaks in the house the game is on
Jamal Wilkes, man pop that J
call me silk til my dying day
The gods got angels guns in hands
Man that'll rip through a
Man the sharks in the water for your
And as you swim farther the sharks getting larger
money spender and not a money lender
Man let a quarter ounce break in a blender
Man Quipto yo and A. Nickatina
It's like Joe and Darryl in toe adidas
I'm swimming in the river of the
at me now hoe forget about the remix
Because I'm reloaded, and all the hoes it
It might be candy painted man but it's never coated
Man like a semi when I gotta tell you gimme
Reputation searchin the henny and the remmy
See that Imma cop that, God!
Police around? Gonna spark that, God!
Take valium and cry about the pain
Or throw them dice and roll with the

(Queez)
Roll with the game, my said feel my pain
Some say that he rise again
Put your flame to the sky, and ya lighters
For Mac Dre just one of silence...
Yeah burn your
Thizz dance, wipe your sweat off with a band
Gon' kick back, keep your lip latched
Me wit your broke hoe, that's the
Not if I'm blind and I see pitch black
Please belive have it down on this track
One way or I gotta get your record til they respect my get back
get the boot like Sicily, you fools too cool's how I hit the weed
Make sure The Sco go in history
For the Cougnuts, and Mr. Cee
blow