Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

Yo, this flow is bulimic, anemic, yo, red beam it
If I got it on, trust you never it, never seen it
people say I'm conceited but dougie, I never cheated
Oh boy, you'll get deleted, believe it, I could it 'cause look

I'm on a Yamaha, like ha, ha, ha
Na, na, na, to talk, shots speak ra, ra, ra
Crib is like Gras, no beads, grow weed
Court case, courtside, nigga in the nose

OG, Goatee, proceed, Ki's
Sorta like a janitor, stay a parameters
Niggas got the hammer bra, care about a camera
'Cause they put that dress off, first grandmamma

Hope you got the because niggas be on worst
Blow reefa, no sneaker, thought was a converse
I told baby girl, damn that's a purse
But you gotta get it in flavors girl, like

We money, yo doggie, we counting money
Yo shit, even funny but look at we counting money
Yo, up on the stoope, the game is in a stoope
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa

Winter time, I'm heated why frigid
Lenox ave boy with 8 digits
Summer time came in our may blizzards
Old ladies looking like they did it

'Cause huh, I got to fifth just to get a snack box
2 piece, apple pie, feds taking shots
They know I'm known for hot rims, drops
Big trucks, big jewels, from the have not's

Now every pocket on my clothing dawg, knots
10, 20, 30, 40, 50 thousand, pot
Call my block gravel, it's mad
I'm the owner of the team, the mascot

mad cock, 650 rag top
Damn, get hit with the jab that my dad got
Y'all sasquatch, put it on laptop
Yo, not a door but yes sir, pad locked

We counting money, yo doggie, we money
Yo shit, ain't even funny but at we counting money
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, love

Yo, we do the interstate, baby, we're the state
With 50 and I ain't talking 'bout an 8 year old
It can take a toll, hope you make parole
Play your role, the is so hot it can make you cold

And they say I'm a son of a
Why? 'Cause I be with son and your bitch
You don't deserve her, your fair, we hurt her
We taught her to be a squirter, son about murder

Your brother well, he my worker, sister well, she my slurper
Your mom, her ass is fat, my they call her bertha
Once a week they might server her, with dick gon' serve her
Now she whining a baby, yo, maybe we'll get her gerber

Smack her on her ass, warm milk, then we her
Yeah, we left her nurtured but earth her, before we chirp her
You'll be a punching bag, fam, put our beats on her
Or the Klu Klux, yeah, sheet on her

Or Miami jersey, put the on her
Or a mat, I'm gone put my feet on her
Creep on 'em, on 'em, yeah, I park the jeep on 'em
Americas wanted, with no warrant

We money, yo doggie, we counting money
Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we money
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa