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

[Chorus:
Don't with Texas, oh no
We just so damn, what, so

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

[Verse 1: Lucky Luciano Luciano slowed down}]
Ay, Lucky Lu', come through, and do this here for Screw zoo
I'm a Texas boy, eating barbecue, and sippin' on red Dew
{Lone Star ranger, sittin' on
One in the chamber, for the danger
Five cliffhangers, I'm a 'em how to tip toe
Here to wreck a set, bang, I drop my fifth O
H-Town, San Anton', ATX, Worth
Dallas to the valley, man, it's all about the
What you about the great state of Texas
Rocks in a necklace, leave a {bitch}
Home of the and the styrofoam cups
wheel and I'm ridin' on bucks
Paint slippery, drank not Hennessey
Brand new Bentley, same ol' triple
Uh
And I'm Draped Up and out
spiderwebs, got your boy tipped out

[Repeat

2: South Park Mexican]
I got chicks like Pamela, H to Canada
The game I ever played good was Gallahger
Cold Alas-a-ka, flip 'em like 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 Jesse to Jessica
Dope fiend blessed, I'm a making maniac
Born in the gutter like a little cute rat
My lady's tat got SPM in faded
say you look like Carlos Coy, but, ain't he fat
Just like a janie sack, I'm been gettin' Fast
Prison life turn my cell block a gym class
Pull-ups off my top bunk, bench press my
Curlin' cases full of books and a atlas
Can you this or has a G lost touch
Walkin' in my con chucks, livin' out months

[Repeat

[Verse 3: Baby
It's that House Records, jammin' out of Texas
Mayne, I'm so with 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 from the game, and still get fully

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

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