Luyện nghe bài hát Chalupa

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

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

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

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

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 game is in a
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, chalupa

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

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

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

mad cock, 650 rag top
Damn, don't get hit with the jab 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 look at we counting
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the game is in a
look 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 'bout an 8 old
It can take a toll, that you make parole
Play your role, the is so hot it can make you cold

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

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

Smack her on her ass, milk, then we burp her
Yeah, we left her nurtured but earth her, before we chirp her
You'll be a punching bag, fam, we'll put our on her
Or the Klu Klux, yeah, white 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 money, yo doggie, we counting money
Yo shit, ain't even funny but look at we counting
Yo, stupid up on the stoope, the is in a stoope
'Cause look we get chalupa, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, love