Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Border

Yo, once the Mo drippin' hoes start trippin'
Tell 'em my name Boo you we all hittin'
But look I got 3 drinks in me stuck
And I ain't talk, I'm tryna fuck

If the pussy gets wetter chicks, I sweat her
I'm gettin' all the cheddar bitch, the letter
I patterned the plan get a suck wit a gat in my hand
Bitch, it's thug passion chicks drive by in whips

They be flashin', "Do you Bonic and Lib?"
They be askin', if the wanna ask me shit, I'ma hit
Attitude just like Cancun, trip
Now niggas pissed why? 'Cause I'm the shit

If you cop a 5,
What I'm gone get out
Most wanted bring the bikes out out
on the back ass all out

I got hoes wit accents and I don't mean
My hands touched more than Quamay's
blind you for real dog, believe me
Only comfortable around Ray Charles and Stevie
So I'ma it easy

So why you run across the border mama?
(I'll run cross the papa)
And will you bring me back mama?
(You know I'll bring you back papa)
Don't
(I forget)
To bring me
(To you back)

I need
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run the border mama?
(I'll go the border papa)
Mr.
(Mr. Mr.)

I know the fuck you give me head while I drive
Bitch, I like to
I'll take you to the airport so you can cop them
Now is you bout it Whoa, let me know

Is it the dick, the car, the looks, or the
She said, "Mostly the dough, playa I lie"
I hit once, then hit her
Ask, "When can we all get again?"

And I never hoes that you talkin' about?
I party wife, nigga you be eatin' her out
And I sat and told you that I cum in her mouth
And my the only reason she be runnin' down south

Bitches for a ride dependin' who key startin'
So fuck a cop a Aston Martin, pardon
No talkin', Mr. say
can't understand they still walkin'

So why don't you run the border mama?
(I'll run cross the papa)
And what you bring me back mama?
(You know what I'll bring you papa)
Don't
(I forget)
To me back
(To you back)

I need
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run across the mama?
(I'll go the border papa)

Hot ass whips is what see Boo in
We down in C A C U N
Uh, nice wit the O flex line
Cut a bitch off like O.J. y'all ready

That's why all y'all look hurt
When see me more Franklin's than Kirk
And I'm spendin' em wit GP thick tube socks I rock like I'm DC
Money as in Juvenile like BG

Top on the Cadillac Allante'
I get street like Carlito Brigante
Dog, I tax y'all it costs to live
And still show no love foster kids

I rent out homes in the hood and live the bridge
My hotter than Negril while y'all walk, I wheel
Oh, your Roley go tick and tock? It's not
And keep a piece my neck I know worth ya deal, nigga

So why don't you run across the mama?
(I'll run cross the papa)
And what will you me back mama?
(You what I'll bring you back papa)
Don't
(I forget)
To bring me
(To you back)

What I
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run the border mama?
(I'll go cross the papa)

So why you run across the border mama?
(I'll run the border papa)
And what will you bring me back
(You know I'll bring you back papa)
forget
(I forget)
To bring me
(To you back)

What I
(What you need)

(Tonight)
Will you run across the mama?
(I'll go the border papa)