Luyện nghe bài hát Hope I Dont Violate

[Don

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

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

[Verse 1: Don
Man, I'm fresh out of jail, hope I violate
But I'm back smokin', so you know my great
I'm wet (Wet)
So I'm like a faucet
Leaky the track with stunt-tastics, I don't floss it (Wow)
Proceed with caution, your role
But I see that option, it's all I know
Say I'm, Pollo Loco, but I'm crazy for the
Tryin' to get my on you, and the beef get to kickin' (Ha)
Yeah, I'm tryin' to stay out, the mix
Cause once in a while, they get to get low
Kick those, hun, tryin' to get
dead, is gettin' laid out, fa' sho
The callin', here we go, yes y'all'in
I'm tryin' to high while them niggas steady ballin'
Two times for my G's that never come
Hopin' I can see you one time, I touch back

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[Verse 2: Jay
Now if they ask about me, them, "Real cochino"
I'm from the L.V.C., Latino
I'm in the (Hood)
Just tryin' to my family
But I doin' good (Uh)
I you understand me
I'm in it, real (Thick)
What I do, fool
Big Ronnie (Sick)
I'm hopin' he pull through
I'm to take a ride (Ride)
And jump deep in the game
my grandma died, I swear we just ain't been the same
I bought a ticket, with alcohol flowin'
Not even where I'm goin'
out here tryin' to make 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 I'll ever find (Find)
A way up out the
I another sip (Sip)
As both eyes
I my kids cry (Cries)
Hope I violate

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

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