Luyện nghe bài hát How Can I Become a Bawlaa

Hey, what's going on
your boy LD
And I'm a big rap fan
And I noticin' that every rapper get to say whatever they want
So I just wanted to make a song where I could like act like I was the man, Mercy.
But my friend Dean said I
And he a percent right.
If I tried to say anything cool, I would sound... like... gay.
You know what kind of disadvantage puts me at, where I just can't say anything cool?
Like, literally, the only thing I could think of was to a black dude in for the chorus.
So shout out Gunz

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign
Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma bitch
Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new bitch (this a g!)
Ion't off wit no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)
Never payin for no pussy, them hoes for free

That's a fucking
How can I a bawlaa?

1:

Mirror mirror on the
How can dicky learn to
I I was TIP and I could spit some shit with southern drawls
I wish I could a brick and spit dat shit like Ricky Ross
Holla at broads, at the

Spit a mafuckan bitch up in da wip
And lit up in the backseat
shit about a dinner wit an athlete
Fuck that, can't rap like the rest of mafuckas
Without all ma writtens fact free

Do y'all how bad I wish I could
But y'all would laugh if I hood
So now ya man is making jams about some
Shit, when is rappin bout they fuckin weaponry

tendencies
The only that I can boast about is seeded sesame
I'm B

Cuz errbody in the get to say they kill
in the game get to say steal
Errbody in the game sayin words like
Really wish that I make that hit
that shit
Without off all gay n shit

Cuz if I coulda rapped wayne
Then I'd prolly be sayin a lot of the crazy shit
I'mma you pussy ass bitches wit the chopper
Now that pussy pop off...and this shit would sound proper

Ridin' smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch
round smoking weed wit ma foreign bitch
Ma window down, I'm to ma new shit (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new bitch (this a g!)
Ion't camp off wit no j's sell them hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)
Never payin for no pussy, fuck them for free

That's a bawlaa
How can I become a

2 -

we go
Here's a
Bout some I really know
spit it raw and swag it up as if I'm really cold

Ma cheerios is nut
Gear at most a hunned
PS I Love You is on the TV tearin up
Go up to the bathroom, I to
Ma dentist say I gotta an effort now it's time to floss

Hollat ma dog, and I the mafucka to me and
Get a leash and take him out to
Roll the ave
I put his up in a bag
And a wip pull up, the windows down, this bitch look out and asking

How she get on the high way
Told dat bitch to straight
And take a on honeycut
But stay up in the lane
Cuz it come up quick

You see the fuck I'm sayin
people get to rap about like
Home cooked crack, and jail n shit
And I gotta a lotta shit about a muthafuckin
Kid up in a that's got the central air

not fair
No one
Real talk I wanna braid ma hair
And rap about whatever
hoes etcetera
Instead of bein every measure but I'm never gonn be

Ridin' round smoking weed wit ma foreign
Ridin' round smoking wit ma foreign bitch
Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new (wish dat was me)

Got ma new bitch, got ma, got ma new bitch (this a g!)
Ion't camp off wit no j's they sell hoes for free (what the fuck that mean?)
Never payin for no pussy, fuck them for free

That's a bawlaa
How can I a bawlaa?