Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

Yo, this flow here is bulimic, anemic, yo, red it
If I got it on, trust you never seen it, never it
Some people say I'm 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 Mardi Gras, no beads, weed
Court case, courtside, in the nose bleeds

OG, Goatee, proceed, whole
like a janitor, stay within a parameters
Niggas got the hammer bra, don't care a camera
they put that dress off, first like grandmamma

Hope you got the stamina because be on worst
Blow reefa, no sneaker, this was a converse
I told baby girl, that's a hard purse
But you gotta get it in flavors girl, starburst

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 we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

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

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

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

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

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 we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa love

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

And say I'm a son of a bitch
'Cause I be with your son and your bitch
You don't her, your fair, we won't 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 niggas call her bertha
Once a week they might server her, with dick gon' serve her
Now she like a baby, yo, maybe we'll get her gerber

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

Or jersey, put the heat on her
Or a mat, I'm gone put my feet on her
Creep on 'em, leap on 'em, yeah, I park the on 'em
most wanted, with no warrant

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