Luyện nghe bài hát Hope I Dont Violate

[Don

Uh, you know, we hope we do the right thang
to do my thang

[Chorus: Don
With my up in heaven
I don't violate
Father and the
I hope I don't
Nino, where my
Hope I don't
Primo, where my
Hope I don't
The bomb
Hope I don't
All my smokin' reifer
Hope I don't
All my and my nieces
Hope I violate
We leave it up to Jesus
I I don't violate

1: Don Cisco]
Man, I'm fresh out of jail, hope I don't
But I'm smokin', so you know my style's great
I'm wet (Wet)
So I'm drippin' like a
through the track with stunt-tastics, I don't floss it (Wow)
Proceed with caution, slow role
But I can't see option, it's all I know
Say I'm, Pollo Loco, but I'm for the chicken
Tryin' to get my hands on you, and the get to kickin' (Ha)
Yeah, I'm tryin' to out, the mix though
Cause every in a while, they get to get low
Kick those, hun, tryin' to get
Whoever dead, is gettin' out, fa' sho
The final callin', here we go, yes
I'm tryin' to stay high while niggas steady ballin'
Two times for my G's that never come
Hopin' I can see you one time, when I touch

Chorus]

[Verse 2: Jay
Now if ask about me, tell them, "Real cochino"
I'm the L.V.C., real Latino
I'm in the (Hood)
tryin' to feed my family
But I doin' good (Uh)
I you understand me
I'm in it, real (Thick)
should I do, fool
Big Ronnie (Sick)
I'm he gon' pull through
I'm to take a ride (Ride)
And real deep in the game
Since my grandma died, I we just ain't been the same
I bought a ticket, with alcohol flowin'
Not even knowin' I'm goin'
Just out here tryin' to it (Make it)
Do every but fake it (Fake it)
Stress on my (Mind)
It's so to take it
I'm on the grind (Grind)
look for the guero [whistling]
You think ever find (Find)
A way up out the
I another sip (Sip)
As both eyes
I my kids cry (Cries)
Hope I violate

[Repeat

[Verse 3: Baby
Now I'm losing all my patience, punk got me geeking
I'm on feet, seem like, the po's creepin'
Ain't sleepin', Playamade eatin'
Should I put on my math and the trick-o-treatin'
naw
My primo me, "Shut that down"
They got a of the grape, get off, by the ounce
On the G.O., my P.O. is a dickhead
Yeah, he a jerk and love to cock block
And my next neighbor, yeah, he got that way
In the of his Cadillac, 24 K's
And I'm tryin' to get that gwhop like days
a solid gold bitch like 24K
And I got a job, can I catch me a break
Ain't got no shrimp, and got to steak
From the AM to the PM, rockin' the
Then with B-Legit, in the what, Head Museum

Chorus]