Luyện nghe bài hát Krippy Kush (Travis Scott Remix)

Me Onika
Wrist
Pelo
gordo
(El Rvssian)

Lo' quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To'a las babys kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy,
To'a las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush,
Lo' quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy,
To'a las quieren kush... (Jajaja) (¡Yeh! ¡yeh! ¡yeh!)

Make some room, ho, keep a feet away
Fifty trucks when I up we a fleet away
You ain't on my throne, even a seat away
But to Nicki, all these new bitches can see the way
I got the krippy, I talking 'bout the gangs though
Had all these bitches rocking pink and bangs though
Now I got 'em rocking now
But leave these bitches hanging like lynches now
Word play got 'em stepping up penses now
Still stick me for my flow like now
Still kicking doors off the hinges now
Shotgun and '88 Benzes now
With my plug, I call him Poncho but I think he wants chocha
Put this pussy in his boca, make my take his coca
Now I'm balling like I'm Sosa in a Lamborghini
Yelling "¡viva Rico!", all my bitches es hermosa

Pero estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush,
Lo' gansters krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
las putas quieren kush... (Jajaja) (¡Yeh! ¡yeh! ¡yeh!)

Aquí pasamos por el TSA
Las se montan fácil como en GTA
200 'e paper que pedí en eBay
En PR ya es legal, yo la ley
Fumando como Dogg y Wiz Kha
Las gatas Kush, no quieren Friska
un bastón como el de la brisca
(Farru')
2 phillies, se bizca

Las yo las compro y llegan por FedEx
Priority el paquete, next day express
Del traqueo con el GPS
Y el shipping se lo al bobo de tu ex
Que tiene un guille de bichote y lo que es regular
Sintéticas de esas que venden por ahí en los legal
Que le baja a la movie, que pa' no venga a frontear
Que somos millonarios, y acabo 'e comprar par de acres pa'

ahora estoy pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
También tenemos kush, kush, kush, kush,
Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy,
las putas quieren kush...

Call baby girl up, it's time to smoke (21)
I know you heard I'm Slaughter Gang, I something (yeah)
Off the head, yeah, I never wrote nothing (facts)
face, ass fat, I'm tryna poke something (yah, yah)
Yeah, it up baby, let me see you twerk (21)
Yeah, spillin' codeine on my Gucci (on my shirt)
Yeah, whole lotta and the krispy (the krispy)
And she that ass back like a frisbee (on God)
Uh-huh, I'm krippy kush (krippy kush)
the backwoods up with the whole bush (the whole bush)
I might pass her to the team she old news (she old news)
make a hundred M's using Pro Tools
In a Maybach and I'm laid (21)
Put a hole (yeah) in ya wave cap (on God)
You better pay me now (now), I don't cut (nah)
All these VVS's (21), you upset (21, 21, 21)

Pero ahora pal' krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
También kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' gansters quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy,
las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' maliantes quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy,
las babys quieren kush, kush, kush, kush, kush
Lo' quieren krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy, krippy
To'a las quieren kush...