Luyện nghe bài hát Lobo Wanna Raise

SPM

uh, uhh pick up my a little bit
just a little man, just a bit man, yo just a little bit dog, just a little bit, yeah
flippin trippin... ohhh shit

flippin, trippin
got them new kicks from boy scottie pippin
still liffin... skin off the chicken
and you hos already what im sippin
still a big
still a killa'
still unloadin' off that eighteen
nobody betta', never ever
glass on my 'lac like girl cinderella
on my 'retta
surf on the
lookin for a shredder in a polo
beef gets
straight from the
say you comin back homeboy i keep
tx, not many mexicans
'cept the one that got two six hundred engines
don't ask questions, don't answers
at the bar cause im not a good dancer
its the day after, for me pastor
mix a little purple the strawberry shasta
or the soda
in the cobra
motherfuckin thug the fifth of october
that coka
its la vida
catch her at the club ima slap her choke her
still a haulin, bought and i shot it
call it what you call it, more brown bags sonic
man im abra
struggler not a
bubbler not a
not a hastler
never a bachelor
always been
to these streets
stayin 'till im buried
now ima swang, ima
i think im blurrs
wit my boy in the trunk watchin spurs
wit my princess
on inches
when i sleep she say that my finger twitches
im and i believe in ghosts
so hos wanna be with the 'los
im tweakin on the motherfuckin weed i smoke
goin on my motherfuckin boat
them waves
chunkin up my
lobo call me up 'bout he want a raise
sho pays
don't do braids, keep a low cut like that boy bates
rattles and it shakes, jumps and it
candy paint look like 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 to hillwood
in my sag down to my lugs
a t-shirt that say "breeders not drugs"
be one of us, live in the
just put diamonds on my hairbrush
i with the plus and not the minus
and i might let my black nine bust
and it like...

(chorus)

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

SPM

i tightin up my laces on my new stacy's
hug and kiss my babies call up my crazies
tryin to make it another day no easy
motherfuckers hate cause im on top zz
young niggas think we out here playin games
'til one niggas lookin at the other brains
laughed and you giggled bout the words i riddled
now we step in the coffin rock and dick shriveled
hoppin in my '54 bomb
yes i pigs like them boys of islam
gone in the wind, not 'till the end
no more talk with my in the palm of my hand
alize at the
got a call shot two, the rest ran away
that's how the shit done in the deep south
im in vegas watchin vargas knock a out
ice ballitician hold it down and dirty
peace to all my fuckin up in alberquerque
sign a with ???? now my house is roomy
niggas wanna do me but you nothin to me
understand my killers love makin haters
actin buddy buddy than silly putty
hang by a rope and gut 'em like you do a
and on his neck write this on a fuckin
pissin in the wind what began has begun
blast my once sweep 'em up then be done
im one in a catrillion, motherfuckin
layin in my bed head from a brazilian
mama still
gangstas still
im weed with them boys from new edition
man im
never fallin
skip to my lou my darlin
and it like...

(chorus)

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

so if you see 'em see 'em, go head tell 'em 'em
only music is my and i sell 'em sell 'em
or i 'em slang 'em
it don't matter you call it
my shit so hot up in the you better record it
now some of ya'll niggas my heart is so warm
cold motherfucker me, you don't none motherfucker
your whole crew ducka ducka
it happens when i pull out my milla placa
nigga watcha, be careful cause my blood gets
chunk that bullit out my gun than
remember i used to be a mic wrecker
but by the grace of way i come to be the mic checker
now its betta, now that im that chedda
my stay full and my throat was never wetta
every ????, meet me at the stage letta
cause when ???? we go down to jamaica

that's what im about
see ya
uh ya'll ain't for this

that was kinda wasn't it (yeahhhh)

eh he he right