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") -- Luciano]

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

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

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

Chorus]

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

Chorus]

[Verse 3: Baby
It's that Dope Records, jammin' out of Texas
Mayne, I'm so powerful with quick
With the SP Mex's, South Park on
P., got the beats on steroids like (??)
If I'm Italian, I'm a Capo, yeah, fully
Retire the game, and still get fully paid

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

[Repeat