Luyện nghe bài hát Hope I Dont Violate

[Don

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

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

[Verse 1: Don
Man, I'm out of jail, hope I don't violate
But I'm back smokin', so you know my great
I'm wet (Wet)
So I'm like a faucet
through the track with stunt-tastics, I don't floss it (Wow)
Proceed caution, slow your 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 beef get to (Ha)
Yeah, I'm to stay out, the mix though
Cause every once in a while, get to get low
those, hun, tryin' to get dough
Whoever dead, is laid out, fa' sho
The final callin', here we go, yes
I'm tryin' to stay high while them steady ballin'
Two for my G's that never come back
Hopin' I can see you one time, when I back

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2: Jay Tee]
Now if they ask me, tell them, "Real cochino"
I'm from the L.V.C., Latino
I'm in the (Hood)
Just tryin' to feed my
But I doin' good (Uh)
I you understand me
I'm in it, thick (Thick)
should I do, fool
Big Ronnie (Sick)
I'm hopin' he gon' through
I'm to take a ride (Ride)
And real deep in the game
Since my grandma died, I swear we just ain't been the
I a one-way ticket, with alcohol flowin'
Not even knowin' 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)
Just for the guero [whistling]
You think I'll find (Find)
A way up out the
I take sip (Sip)
As both dialate
I my kids cry (Cries)
Hope I violate

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[Verse 3: Baby
Now I'm losing all my patience, punk violations got me
I'm on feet, seem like, the po's creepin'
Ain't sleepin', Playamade Mexican
Should I put on my math and start the
naw
My primo told me, "Shut down"
got a pound of the grape, get off, by the ounce
On the G.O., my P.O. is a twerp
Yeah, he a and love to cock block work
And my next door neighbor, yeah, he got way
In the of his Cadillac, 24 K's
And I'm tryin' to get gwhop like twenty-four days
Need a solid bitch like 24K
And I ain't got a job, can I catch me a
got no shrimp, and ain't got to steak
From the AM to the PM, the colloseum
Then with B-Legit, in the what, Head Museum

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