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 mess Texas, oh no
We just so damn, what, so

You really want it
When you backing down, 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 what I'm talkin' 'bout

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

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[Verse 2: South Park
I got chicks Pamela, from H to Canada
The only game I ever good was Gallahger
Cold Alas-a-ka, flip 'em like spatula
People be trying to my flows like Dracula's
Spectacular, my rappin' seem to have a replica
Angel, I saw a dude go 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 like Carlos Coy, but, ain't he fat
Just like a sack, I'm been gettin' Slim Fast
Prison life my cell block into a gym class
Pull-ups off my top bunk, press my mattress
Curlin' pillow cases of books and a atlas
Can you understand this or has a G lost
Walkin' in my con chucks, livin' out long

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

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

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