Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Mess With Texas

[Happy

"Lone ranger"
"Lone ranger"
"Lone ranger" ("Sit-sittin' on swanger")
"Lone ranger"
"Lone ranger"
"Lone Star ranger" ("Sit-sittin' on swanger") -- [Lucky

Shyykidd]
Don't with Texas, oh no
We so damn, what, so cold

You could really it
When you down, look what we have accomplished
Don't with Texas, oh no
We so damn, what, so cold
Got the big
the last swangers
Paint drippin', boy, you know what I'm 'bout

1: Lucky Luciano {Lucky Luciano slowed down}]
Ay, Lucky Lu', gon' come through, and do this for Screw zoo
I'm a boy, eating barbecue, and sippin' on red Mountain Dew
Star ranger, sittin' on swanger}
One in the chamber, for the danger
cliffhangers, I'm a show 'em how to tip toe
Here to wreck a set, bang, I drop my fifth O
H-Town, San Anton', ATX, Fort
Dallas to the valley, man, it's all about the
What you know the great state of Texas
Rocks in a necklace, a {bitch} breathless
Home of the players and the cups
Woodgrain wheel and I'm ridin' on
Paint look slippery, not Hennessey
Brand new Bentley, same ol' beam
Uh
And I'm Draped Up and out
Eighty-four spiderwebs, got boy tipped out

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[Verse 2: South Park
I got chicks like Pamela, from H to
The only game I ever good was Gallahger
Cold like Alas-a-ka, flip 'em spatula
be trying to bite my flows like Dracula's
Spectacular, my rappin' doesn't seem to a replica
Angel, I saw a dude go from Jesse to
fiend blessed, I'm a money making maniac
Born in the like a little cute baby rat
My tat got SPM in faded black
People say you look Carlos Coy, but, ain't he fat
Just like a janie sack, I'm been gettin' Slim
Prison turn my cell block into a gym class
Pull-ups off my top bunk, bench my mattress
Curlin' pillow cases full of books and a
Can you understand this or has a G lost
Walkin' in my con chucks, out long months

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[Verse 3: Bash]
It's that House Records, jammin' out of Texas
Mayne, I'm so powerful quick reflexes
With the SP Mex's, South on hollow
Happy P., got the on steroids like (??)
If I'm Italian, I'm a Capo, yeah, made
Retire the game, and still get fully paid

It's the Dope House
Thirty-five and in the state, keep it poppin'
Boy, you slangin'
Boy, what you
Ridin' big body, playboy, you sangin'
Smashing down ten with a farm in my
Hit San Anton', and you it's all good, mayne

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