Luyện nghe bài hát Lobo Wanna Raise

SPM

uh, uhh pick up my voice a bit
just a man, just a little bit man, yo just a little bit dog, just a little bit, yeah
ex-ho trippin... ohhh shit

flippin, trippin
got them new kicks from boy scottie pippin
still weight liffin... off the chicken
and you hos already know what im
still a big
still a straight
still unloadin' off that wheela'
nobody betta', never ever
glass on my 'lac that girl cinderella
hand on my
on the netta
lookin for a in a polo sweater
beef settled
from the ghetto
say you comin homeboy i keep espedo
hillwood tx, not mexicans
'cept the one that got two six hundred engines
don't ask questions, give answers
sittin at the bar cause im not a dancer
its the day after, for me pastor
mix a little purple with the shasta
or the cream
in the cobra
motherfuckin thug born the of october
servin that
its la vida
catch her at the club ima her then choke her
a baller haulin, bought and i shot it
call it what you call it, more brown than sonic
man im cadabra
struggler not a
not a babbler
hustler not a
been a bachelor
always been
to these streets
stayin 'till im buried
now ima swang, ima
i think im seein
wit my boy in the trunk watchin spurs
wit my princess
on inches
when i she say that my trigger finger twitches
im superstitious and i in ghosts
so many hos wanna be with the
im tweakin on the weed that i smoke
goin ninety-five on my motherfuckin
ridin waves
up my tres
lobo call me up talkin 'bout he want a
sho pays
don't do braids, keep a low cut like that boy bates
and it shakes, jumps and it brakes
white candy paint look the pearly gates
sellin my tapes in fifty states
fuck the radio you motherfuckers hate
but its all good, im a small hood
tie his bitch ass up and bring him back to
in my levi's sag down to my
with a that say "breeders not drugs"
be one of us, in the rush
just put diamonds on my hairbrush
i fuck the plus and not the minus
and i might let my black nine bust
and it like...

(chorus)

uhh ain't ready for this
ya'll ain't ready for this
uh ya'll ain't ready for this, on, you no ready for this

SPM

i up my laces on my brand new stacy's
hug and kiss my babies then up my crazies
to make it through another day no easy
motherfuckers cause im on top like zz
niggas think we out here playin fuckin games
'til one niggas lookin at the other niggas
laughed and you giggled bout the words i riddled
now we step in the coffin rock hard and shriveled
along in my '54 bomb
yes i pigs like them boys of islam
in the wind, not long 'till the end
no more talk my glock in the palm of my hand
alize at the
got a they shot two, the rest ran away
that's how the shit gets done in the deep
im in vegas watchin vargas knock a out
ice glisten ballitician hold it down and
to all my fuckin raza up in alberquerque
sign a bonus ???? now my house is roomy
wanna do me but you bitches nothin to me
understand my love makin haters bloody
actin buddy buddy softer silly putty
hang by a rope and gut 'em you do a goat
and on his neck write on a fuckin note
bitch pissin in the wind what began has
blast my heat once sweep 'em up then be
im one in a catrillion, motherfuckin
layin in my bed gettin head from a
mama still
gangstas still
im blowin weed with boys from new edition
man im
never fallin
skip to my lou my motherfuckin
and it like...

(chorus)

uh ya'll ready for this
ya'll ain't ready for
uh ya'll ready for this
nuh-uh ya'll ain't for this, listen

so if you see 'em see 'em, go tell 'em tell 'em
only music is my dope and i sell 'em 'em
or i slang 'em 'em
it matter what you call it
my shit so hot up in the you better record it
now some of ya'll niggas think my heart is so
cold motherfucker me, you don't none motherfucker
have your whole ducka ducka
it happens when i pull out my nine placa
nigga watcha, be careful cause my blood hotter
that bullit out my gun than stoppa
remember when i to be a mic wrecker
but by the of your way i come to be the mic checker
now its betta, now that im makin that
my belly stay full and my was never wetta
????, meet me at the back stage letta
cause when ???? we goin' go to jamaica

what im talkin about
see ya
uh ya'll ready for this

that was kinda tight it (yeahhhh)

eh he he right