Luyện nghe bài hát Drop Off

Yo, yo, yo, yo
What up, what up? I really hear you
Aiyo, I ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
Make sure he drops them off
I'm on my way back to Mexico to pick up hundred
Can you hear me? Can you me?
Yo make the drop off, forget man

Yo, I got niggaz on the block,
with them gats, gats
Niggaz on the strip,
Puffin' them packs,
To my that stays sharp like razors
Play my part and it, we braveheart with paper

My got that Dutch, Dutch
Niggaz got that black,
Niggaz got a bitch, bitch, head in lap, lap
My ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we it
Nigga then we get at duke
Dick hard statues go to hole like Shaq do

I cut you like a
Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the
Don't care if the cute, we don't sex raw
We play the corners like the on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigga to for

Wanna our cheese, smoke all our weed
No on titties sayin', "F R E"
And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my nigga Digi
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our
No tattoo on sayin', "Bob Digi"
Or ShaCrizzee baby, or Frizzee baby

Bobby,
Bobby, the is comin'
That shit is girl
Hey you
Fuck mothafucka
You how I do

Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the
of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose
This bitch on my side, with no panties, pop her
Ten pounds of up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to cum, and I'm her cunt
Ninety miles per I'm like, "Fuck these punks"

It's the land of the free, son, you only once
You a smart motherfucker or stupid
Music blastin', she orgasm a singer
Sweet, wet pussy got all my fingers
Now I'm sniffin' my hand, all the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin' as I can

Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left
Hit the and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, clips, many chicks
And my dick's been by many lips
Many or many Vicks, many sticks
And to gulp with plenty chips

He got many whips, many clips, chicks
And his dick's been sucked by many
Many tips or Vicks, many sticks
And love to fuck plenty chips

Wanna spend our cheese, all our weed
No on titties, sayin', "F R E"
And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my Digi baby
Wanna our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on sayin', "Bob Digi"
Or baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby