Luyện nghe bài hát Krippy Kush (Travis Scott Remix)

Me Onika
Wrist
Pelo
Culo
(El Rvssian)

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

Make some room, ho, keep a hundred away
Fifty trucks when I pull up we a away
You ain't on my throne, even a seat away
But thanks to Nicki, all these new can see the way
I got the krippy, I ain't 'bout the gangs though
Had all these bitches rocking pink and bangs though
Now I got 'em inches now
But I'll these bitches hanging like lynches now
Word got 'em stepping up they penses now
Still me for my flow like syringes now
Still closed 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
"¡viva Puerto Rico!", all my bitches es hermosa

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

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

Las libras yo las y llegan por FedEx
Priority el paquete, next day vía
Del celular 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 millonarios, y acabo 'e comprar par de acres pa' sembrar

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

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

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